Who’s been on your deck lately, Wendy? you ask
in my imagination.
Well, thanks for asking, friend
less blogger who makes up conversations in her head and is always looking for an excuse to take a break from writing.
I recently trimmed the Kid’s hair and she suggested we put the trimmings out for
my selfish blogging purposes bird nest-making ingredients.
I thought we were too late in the season and nests had been made, but
yet again! I was wrong.You cannot tell me the corners of your mouth are not heading up.We had another visitor the dog was much more interested in. We don’t get these guys on the deck all that often (if the dog has anything to say about it).Last but not least, this baby appeared.He sat for so long I wondered if he knew how to use those wings, but he did.Neener, neener, lady with the camera.
I think the moral of the story is….always write by a window with a camera nearby. Of course, when I lived in a city, those shots may have weighed heavier on oddballs and garbage, but anything to distract from your writing duties, eh?
What do you see out your window?
Ever feel like you’re being watched?
This morning I was reading with my back to the window and suddenly felt the urge to turn around, like some foreign energy was boring into the back of my head. Was I being watched?
Yup. I had a whole
judging panel flight of those giant, band-tailed pigeons looking down at me (this shot was taken while I sat , lazy wildlife photographer strikes again.
Waiting. Coo‘ing. Waiting…
Is it just me
and my propensity for drama but does this remind you of anything?Yeah, creepy. It was just like Hitchcock’s The Birds. And I live near a school.
But at least with these guys, I had a sneaking suspicion why they lurked.
At least, I hope it’s the seeds they want…
If you don’t see any more blog posts from me, well, it was a pretty decent run. You were
mostly awesome although would it kill you to comment from time to time? Thanks for the memories. Becca, be a good dog. Hubs, turns out you can have the whole garage after all. Kid, there’s M&M’s hidden in the soup pot. I love you, Mom.
Spring is springing on Bainbridge Island,
my nose is running, the neighbor’s rooster is crowing cuz the Hubs hasn’t beheaded it yet, and our seeds are attracting some colorful eaters (even the ones we planted in dirt *raises angry fist*).
And also a toofastforphoto hawk. I sometimes wonder if I am offering seeds to the birds or birds to the hawk…
If you couldn’t figure out who was hiding last week, here he is out and proud, American Goldfinch in his mating colors.
Sure, he looks all cool and collected, but he had to make an effort as those seeds got lower in the container. Streeeetch. Goldfinch tippy toes. But it worked.Nearby, but not on the feeder (perhaps smarter and safer
and harder to get a clear picture of?), a Yellow-Rumped Warbler.He was zigzagging all over the branches… under leaves, snacking, a real busy body. What’s funny to me is I had it noted in the bird book that he was here April ’09 and ’12, and here he is again. The dude is consistent.
Another jumpy set wouldn’t even hang around if I got anywhere close to the windows, Band-Tailed Pigeons. They’re big and piggy and very skittish. I like to hear them coo‘ing from the trees. Here’s a closer shot I’ve posted before. I had to sit and wait, very still
with my feet up while sipping tea like a real wildlife photographer. And way up high, an oldie but a goodie, right? the Bald Eagle. While down on the ground, ignoring every bird except that danged woodpecker who taunts chirps real loud…the lazy, spoiled wirehaired pointing griffon.
Life is good.
Let’s try and cheer up a bit for the weekend, shall we?
Look who’s pretending to be shy on his arrival to our island this spring! He ain’t foolin’ anyone. Do you know him?
More feathers to come next week…
And yes, this makes me officially the laziest wildlife photographer in the world, thanks for reminding me. *crunches corn chips* *sips hard cider* *click* *sip* *click*
Here’s wishing a happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there (Hi, Mother!)!
I had a few friends visit today on this sunny, glorious Mother’s Day we’re having here. See?
The Violet-Green Swallow (I love these guys.) sitting waaaay up on the top of a dying alder tree.
my boyfriend showed up. The American Goldfinch, who happens to go very nicely with this…
Happy Mother’s Day!