Returning to the Phoenix area brings us back into the neighbourhood of many old friends.
Some come by the yard.
Gila woodpecker – Why did *I* have to get the bang-head-against-tree ecological niche?
Rosy-faced lovebird – This is such a nice spot for a snooze . . . zzzz . . .
Some insist that I come over to their place, as only befits their dignity.
Anna’s hummingbird – Yes, I am amazing. Thank you, thank you very much.
But when I get there, some refuse to make eye contact.
Black-crowned night herons – Don’t look. Don’t look! DON’T LOOK!!
Some just seem, well, indifferent.
Black-necked stilt – Yeah, yeah, who cares how far you drove?
Some I’ve seen many times before.
Green heron – When I stand perfectly still, I become invisible. Cool, eh?
And some are new, both to the camera and to the camera operator.
Ruby-crowned kinglet – I will pause here for a nano-second, just because.
Adult males flash a brilliant red crown when excited;
otherwise it is concealed.
– All About Birds
I was pleased to get *any* shot of this kinglet: They’re all of three to four inches long, nose to toes, er, beak-tip to tail-tip, and they Do Not Stop. Well, hardly.
Nice catches all Isabel.
You did very well to persuade the kinglet to allow you actually get a picture of it.
Jim R – There was a photographer there who had a long fixed lens and even he was struggling a bit to get what he wanted, so I felt better. They are SO small and SO flitty.
Smiles, grins, giggles, and OH, MYs. Charming captions and I hope the old, familiar humans measure up as winsomely.
Laurna – 🙂 I’m sure we/they do.
“Some come by the yard.” BIG birds!
(That’s my fabric art days talking.)
Barbara – LOL. Indeed.
Excellent photos. Birds are hard. Right after golden monkeys…..
Mary – Many thanks. That’s why I love Florida: big birds. Everywhere.