Hiding on the fence rail amidst a glorious display of rudbeckia is I believe a tiny black and white warbler. There have been a few warbles passing through, stopping for breakfast, lunch or dinner. It feels a bit like Union Church Free Cafe some days during migrations.
Since I keep one or two seed feeders filled, I'm finding lately they're empty by the end of the day, where in the heavy heat of summer, only a few seeds were taken.
Local residents - a collection of about fourteen noisy and busy house sparrows - are very active right now which sort of surprises me. Are we to expect a sudden drop in temperatures when the kids return to school?
This fellow hides in the Siberian elm next to the deck. I let two of these trees grow from a hedgerow to replace a glorious old American elm that fell victim to Dutch Elm Disease shortly after I moved here, much to my dismay.
However I've placed a small tube feeder on this tree and the birds seem to love it.
I'm not sure what kind of baby this bird is - an immature house finch or rose breasted gros beak? A few more visited this morning - you can decide.
Such fun and completely possible given that there were two male rose breasteds hanging around along with one female from early spring until about a month ago. They obviously nested, I suspect in a large blue spruce that leans lovingly against the southwest corner of the drive shed. The lower branches would be safe enough from prowling predators.
What do you think my bird loving friends...you're all much more capable of identification of these three than I?
Watching bird activity is another form of meditation for me. I become completely engrossed in the comings and goings and forget about anything else but the moment.