Isn’t this male bluebird pretty?
The beautiful wings are like a cape and everything says, “elegant.”
Then we have the mourning dove, clumsy on the branch ,built like a tank, it’s wings are beautiful in flight. When I see it next to a bluebird, I wonder how it even gets off the ground, but the answer stares me right in the face. Look at those massive wings!
I’m not sure what was below this bluebird, but in the event that this was a ninja bluebird…I’m glad it wasn’t me.
Just look at those poised claws, the arched back, the look of fury on it’s face…okay, maybe not fury, but it’s not smiling.
Aside from the ninja attitude, what gets me the most is that it appears to have longer fingernails than I do.
I’m really, really, really out of sync being temporarily displaced from my window into the woods. They’re making progress, it will get built, siding goes on next week…but still much to do. So…I thought I’d look at sunsets…you can look too if you want to.
Two views of the same sea oats and clouds.
I’m missing the birds and their antics outside of my window into the woods….so I’m pulling some images out of the archives. I think I had up to nine bluejays feeding on this winter day. Such characters.