IS THIS BIRD CUTE OR WHAT!?
This is a tufted titmouse coming in for a landing. Look at that streamlined “Master of flight.”
This made me speculate on what would happen if I tried to propel myself off of a tree branch, keeping my arms pressed tightly against my body. In order to be a totally legit experiment, I would have to land on the ground with precision…it would be against the rules to use my hands in any way. Even if I started to fall, I wouldn’t be allowed to put my hands out to catch myself…birds can’t use their wings to break a fall.
Now I’m speculating on whether or not I’d break my nose when I fell flat on my face. I might get away with cuts and bruises, miracles happen every day.
Now I’m inclined to leave the gymnastics to the birds…I don’t have any bandages in the house and….I’m a coward.
I know, I know, there’s all kinds of “wrong,” going on in this image.
In spite of the problems with this shot, I still like it…it feels like I’m getting a peak into the magic of bird flight. Look at that round tummy and the shadow of the feathers on it…magic.
There was an VERY big surprise visitor in the backyard a week or so back.
Earlier in the day, I had seen a bird circling and it was at least a half mile away…it looked fairly large, even from that distance.
Three hours later I noticed a BIG shape in a sycamore tree…and there it was…the red tail hawk. It was a fair distance away, but I took a photo anyway with the expected blurry results.
Imagine my surprise when it turned around on the branch and looked toward where I was looking through the window. Leaning forward, it left the branch and it was off and flying… I captured another blurry image.
It took a second for me to register the fact that the amazing predator was gliding down to the ground, where it landed twenty feet from the window.
Look how well it blends in with it’s surroundings! It was such a thrill to see this magnificent bird so closely.
BLUE JAYS… SMART, QUICK, CLEVER, BEAUTIFUL…FREE.
THE “CALL” THAT IS MOST ASSOCIATED WITH THEM, IS LOUD…MENTIONED OFTEN AS A “JEER”. THEY MAKE THEIR PRESENCE AND OPINION KNOWN. THEY USE THIS JEER TO WARN OTHERS IN THEIR FLOCK.
THEY ARE BRAVE…THEY FEAR NO OTHER BIRD, TAKING ON HAWKS THAT ARE FOUR TIMES THEIR SIZE.
THEY SOAR THROUGH THE AIR AND FLY HIGH TOWARD THE HEAVENS.
I ASKED THIS GROUP OF BLUE JAYS WHAT THEIR NAMES WERE…
EACH ONE ANSWERED…”I AM CHARLIE…I AM CHARLIE…I AM CHARLIE…I AM CHARLIE.”
I AM CHARLIE.
IN MY PREVIOUS POSTS I SHARED THE STRANGE PHENOMENON OF FLOATING, FLYING PEANUTS.
WELL, NOW I’M GETTING MORE THAN A LITTLE CONCERNED. IT LOOKS TO ME LIKE THE HEADS ON THESE TWO BLUE JAYS HAVE FLOATED AWAY!!!! HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT THEY’RE STILL FLYING?? I’M GOING TO THE KITCHEN RIGHT NOW TO FIND SOME DUCT TAPE. I’M GOING TO TAPE MY HEAD ON.
BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY, RIGHT?