But some interesting sights have come around.
This wren is declaring its mastery of this little house.
Thrashers have particularly beady eyes.
This is a puzzler. I am not sure if this is simply an Eastern Phoebe or if it perhaps a Kingbird.
He zipped around in the air after flies near the pond.
I am leaning toward Kingbird. If I am right, it is a first for me.
A young Oriole getting into the grape jelly.
A begging baby House Finch.
This baby something or other was strolling around in the garden refusing to fly.
It practically let me pick it up.
It wasn’t injured, however. It was just lazy.
Eventually it flew up into a nearby pine tree, a low branch, and was lazy there.
And one of the oddest things I have ever seen.
This woodpecker simply took a nap on the supporting rod of the Oriole feeder.