I had an odd experience today.
I went out to put more grape jelly in the little cups on the bird feeder apparatus.
As I was doing so, I heard directly behind me – but close – a loud strange ratchety sound, obviously a bird but nothing I recognized.
Turning slowly I found myself face to face with an irritated male oriole, just a few feet away on the branch of nearby pine tree.
I am guessing he was pretty hungry and sorely irked that I was in his way. Either that or he is not quite right in the head.
Orioles are pretty wary, in my experience, probably because of their bright color. They spot movement well. I am careful when photographing them because they often are gone by the time I raise the camera.
In any event, Mr. Oriole scolded me for a bit.
I left the feeder and, by the time I was ten feet away, he was already gobbling up the above mentioned grape jelly with never a care for my presence at all.