Look at that sweet little face.
I wonder what the little bird’s name is,”sweet pea”,
It’s possible that this bird considers itself to be a rough and tough character. Perhaps it imagines itself a superhero of the bird world. It’s possible that it goes by the name of “Hercules”.
Of course I’ll never know what it’s name is…unless it can talk…then I would want to know a lot more than what it’s name is.
Isn’t this an intense look? Male cardinals have an image problem…in my professional opinion.
I think a simple change by Mother Nature could solve the whole issue. I’d suggest that the less dark feathers to the side of the eye, (see arrow), add to the impression of a stern demeanor.
An easy fix would be to add some interesting eyelashes and replace the black feathers under the beak with red feathers.
I’m aware that this is a radical proposal…but I think many cardinals would like to soften their, “look”.
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.
This adorable bird is a rosefinch. This is a male, and apparently they molt and then the new feathers come in, dull at first and then they get redder with “wear”. I wonder exactly what that means? I’m guessing that means “use”, lots of wing flapping and flying.
We humans should be like that. The older we got, the more shiny and pretty we’d get. We experience “use”, lots of use, but I haven’t noticed myself getting brighter. Bummer.
These two blue jays seemed to be distracted by something…something in the backyard.
I kept a sharp eye out but saw nothing. I’m wondering if an elephant had just made a short appearance, or perhaps a gorilla. Those are the kinds of things that would make me pause and not move a muscle.