I did tell you that it would be awhile until I posted again, didn’t I? The school year is winding down but the busyness that goes with it is still there, however with the students gone, I had much less interruptions today. Ha! My boss told me that I could take the day off last Friday if I could get done my goals, which I did.
Friday morning found me in my favorite pajamas, sitting outside on the back patio while I enjoyed a satisfying cup of delicious coffee in the early morning light. And the birds were everywhere, so of course I went inside for the camera.
I know that some of you are thinking that all you see here are birds and more birds. But I’m not going to let it stop me.
I liked this pretty portrait of a female house finch as she sits on the curved wire top of one of the feeder.
This is the male.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
I don’t know where that came from other than they just look like they’re having breakfast and doing some catching up on the local gossip.
Male downy woodpecker.
And another female house finch standing on top of a decorative birdhouse that was given to me by a dear friend. I haven’t seen that friend in awhile . . . which is very bad of me.
It was windy on Friday.
And that night, a storm blew through.
But oh, the morning was glorious.
Carolina wren. Can’t tell whether it’s a male or female because both sexes look the same.
A little plane drones overhead on this lovely morning.
And then this, a catch I’ve never before experienced! This was taken from a long way away (hence the clarity). It is a Northern Flicker, the yellow-shafted form.
Northern Flickers are large, brown woodpeckers with a gentle expression and handsome black-scalloped plumage. On walks, don’t be surprised if you scare one up from the ground. It’s not where you’d expect to find a woodpecker, but flickers eat mainly ants and beetles, digging for them with their unusual, slightly curved bill. When they fly you’ll see a flash of color in the wings – yellow if you’re in the East, red if you’re in the West – and a bright white flash on the rump. ~ from the Cornell Lab of Orinthology
You learn something every day, don’t you?
Thanks so much for stopping by today, my friends . . .
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent