Back to the jewelweed

This won't continue much longer. The jewelweed is beginning to wither. The grosbeaks will find seeds elsewhere and the hummers will head south.

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Mixed in the shuffle

Sometimes subjects don't fall into a story line. Wander around and see things.
Screaming bluejay. Scream, scream, SCREAM!! Why? Because it wanted the watering hole for himself. Scream loud enough and everyone gives you plenty of space.

Solo sip.

Until the mocker shows up.

Around the corner, one thrush. Silent.

Also silent.

Bug hunting warbler.

Success. One less mosquito (?) in the world.

Mocker heading off.

Somebody was bouncing around after bugs.

Oh joy, black throated blue warbler, male.

Bath time. Private.

There will be more hummer images. Still editing.

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More favorites

So tiny, so strong, so personable. Mesmerizing.

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More yummies

Some days just turn into chow-strolls.

This really caught my eye. Young sparrow with a ???????? I think it was a dragonfly, mighty big meal for a juvenile sparrow. It devoured the whole thing.

Not eating. Just watching.

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The female redstart

This started (pun intended) out quietly, nobody else around, female redstart hunting for bugs. Very nice subject to watch.

The bird stopped on the side of a tree. Memory time. There's an old children's story, "Little Black Sambo", hard to find now, not politically correct. In this story three tigers chase around a tree trunk until they melt down into butter. That's what seemingly happened with this redstart.

I do love butter blur. "Little Black Sambo" is available from Amazon.com

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