Wednesday, March 31, 2010


Sometimes there are no unique birds, but there's always something to see. This is a ragtag group of things seen during March, leftovers from the days when I saw essay-group subjects. These were first selection out-takes, but posting-worthy.

I like talking to the birds and they seem to listen.

The mourning dove.

The junco. Lots of seeds and bits in moist ground, too big a feast to be worried about my presence.

Huge flock of song sparrows also gorging on bits.

The downy woodpecker was near the raccoon. This dining tree had already been worked over by a yellowbelly sapsucker. Note drill holes.

House finch.

Elusive flicker.

Bug-hunting phoebe.

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