November is haiku month for me.
Category Archives: Birds
Bath Time
Sooty, the fox sparrow, is overjoyed to find a bathtub, even as the fall weather cools down.
“Feels so good to cool my heels.”
“Maybe a little splash under the armpits will freshen me up.”
Then he spies something.
“A-a-a-a-k-k-k-k! What dirty birdy pooped in the pool?”
“Oh, deardeardear! I hope I didn’t get any on me!”
“Only one thing to do. Time for a vigorous showery birdbath and hope nothing sticks.”
“What are YOU looking at? Did you have a shower today? Don’t talk to me if you’re not clean.”
Foraging
Red-shafted flickers, part of the woodpecker family, have long beaks that are great for probing for insects and grubs. They will also eat fruit and seeds. Whatever is on the menu, their beaks come in handy.
Here is a mother flicker teaching junior all about poking holes in trees to find something to eat. As always, mother bird is looking out for danger every few seconds. You can’t let your guard down with hawks and owls around.
They are not picky about which restaurant they dine at. If they think there might be something good in the siding of that house, why not see if there’s an appetizer in there?
They don’t mind picking at seeds when the bugs are hard to find. This suet block was not in the shape of a duck when I first put it out there. We must have an artistic bunch of birds visiting here.
In this short video clip, you can see that flickers don’t mind checking out the ground for bugs either. Here is where that beak comes in really handy. The dirt is just flying. And again, the flicker checks for danger at the slightest movement. Right near the end of the clip, do you see what got its attention as it flew by? I can’t tell if it’s a tiny bird or an insect, but the flicker was aware of it and on alert before going back to its excavating.
I dug, dug, dug,
For a bug, bug, bug,
Sometimes I’d find a seed.
I pick, pick, pick,
And flick, flick, flick,
The dirt more than I need.
But yum, yum, yum,
I hum, hum, hum,
I followed up my hunch.
It’s fun, fun, fun,
Bugs run, run, run,
But thanks a bunch for lunch.
Fake Hummer
Young Heron
Hi! I’m a great blue heron.
Well, I’ve landed here, high up in a fir tree. Mom said it’s pretty safe and I should wait for her here.
But uh-oh. Do I hear a raven? Or is it a crow? Either way, they can be a real pain when they harass us. No wonder they call them a murder of crows when they get into a gang.
Whew! They’ve passed over. Time for a quick preening while I have the chance.
Those darn bugs. The second I sit in a tree, they get on me. Oh well, I had to straighten out my feathers anyway after that rough landing in these branches. But Mom said it’s safer here than out in the open where the eagles can see me.
Oh no! Is that an eagle up there? Mom said if they come after me, all I have to do is fly way up high in circles and keep going higher and higher, and after a while the eagles can’t keep up. They’re heavier than we are and can’t go as high.
Looks like they passed over. I hope Mom hurries up. I’m getting nervous up here.
I’m a heron, please stop starin’,
Thought I’d rest up in this tree.
Much attention, I must mention,
Might draw predators to me.
Though an eagle may seem regal,
They send terror vibes my way,
I take care and stay aware, and
Live to see another day.
Backyard Eateries
Oh, good grief, those squirrels are such messy eaters.
What do you think I should do? Such a mess!
It even spilled over the edge of the table!
I’ll just take this one sunflower seed. I wouldn’t want anyone to see me here and think it was me who made this mess!
Uh-ohhhh! The Steller’s jay is at my dining room table.
I have to hide these nuts I just got off the hazelnut tree.
That’s good. I’ll push it down with my nose. I still have one nut for my lunch. Think I’ll eat it now before that jay finds it. They are such thieves!
First, to get the shell off. Good thing I have really sharp teeth. I tried them out on Anneli’s thumb one time. I felt bad later, but what does she think? I need to be fed?
Oh, yes, now this is looking better. The shell is off and I’ve worked up an appetite.
Can’t wait to bite into this hazelnut!
I found a new place to eat. As you can see, I’ve switched to walnuts. They’re not so messy. But I still have to keep an eye out for those jays. I think I’ll have a quick bite, and then take the rest to my secret stash deep in the wood shed.
Life is never easy. You always have to be on your toes and have an alternate plan in case something goes wrong.
Harvest Time
The squirrels have been harvesting hazelnuts from the trees and hiding them to be retrieved in the winter.
Along comes Woodrow the Woodpecker, innocently looking for bugs.
Ronald Rabbit knows the squirrels wouldn’t like their stash to be unearthed, but, “What to do? What to do?”
“Mind your own business, Ronald,” says Woodrow. “That’s “What to do’!”
“I’m telling,” shouts Ronald. “The people will let their dog out and then you’ll be sorry.” Meanwhile, I have one leg raised and ready to make a run for it.
“Look out, you guys! Here I come. And don’t forget! I may be a teddy bear in the house, but I’m a wolverine in the field.”
“Are you serious?” Woodrow calls to Ronald. “Now that the dog is out, we’ll all have to make a run for it.”
“Aw, do what you want. I’m going up here to higher ground and — oh! What have we here? A hole in the tree. Anybody home?”
And so life goes on … unless you’re a bug in that tree.
Warming Rays
King Parrots and Crimson Rosellas
These king parrots seem to tolerate the two crimson rosellas at the left of the photo (sent by Leslie from Australia). I’m not sure what would happen if there were a shortage of seeds on those brick pavers, but as long as there is enough for everyone, there doesn’t seem to be a problem sharing.
Bright and beauteous, that we are,
Folks admire us from afar.
If they put down seeds for us,
And come closer, we won’t fuss.
You and Me and Rain on the Roof
A young eagle on one of his first outings.
Hmm! Great view from up here.
Kind of windy though.
Yikes! That gust nearly unseated me.
I wonder if I should find a better place. A bit exposed here….
Help! Eeeeek! Eeeeek! Mom!
My feathers are getting all ruffled up.
Starting to rain too.
Here comes the rain. Tiny drops are gathering on my feathers. And then there’s that wind. I think I should find another place to hang out. Lots of trees out there with branches for a better grip.













































