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.
I first saw this little squirrel bouncing from ground to low limb, doing wheelies, swinging, rolling in dirt, a hyper little thing bouncing too fast for me to get pictures. Video would have been good. Squirrel with ADD??? I've seen the zanies, but this squirrel was cuckoo. Finally it ran up to a branch and relaxed, looked at me and began grooming.
Clean your tail.
Clean your toes.
Clean your face.
CLEAN YOUR........ WHAT??????????
And what would a day be without more worms, glorious fat creepy crawlies.
I can't take my eyes off this operation. Food capture. Some worms are nanosecond captures while some are monster meals. There are going to be lots more worm pictures, because, while there are few warblers to watch , I have to watch worms.
It was cold today, signs of spring, but winter cold.
I stopped by the feeders. It's all about being in the right place at the right time. Coconut frenzy. The coconut is filled with a delicious mash of peanut butter, suet and seeds. Dan supplies the catering service. The pictures speak for themselves. Very funny to watch. No manners. No decorum. Strongest intruder wins. For a little while.