In the late spring we took our bird feeders down once mother earth took over providing abundant food for our feathered friends. This week we put the feeders back up. Within 24 hours the birds were back.
After spending the summer, chasing birds down, peering through tree leaves, taking random, hopeful shots that I might catch a bird, photographing these birds at the feeders feels like shooting fish in a barrel.
The first day the feeder was up I saw titmice, chickadees, goldfinches, house finches, nuthatches, and a downy woodpecker.
I didn’t have a lot of time to spend, so most of them got away.
I tried to get a good photo of this shy little guy who did not tarry at the feeder. I think it might be a red-breasted nuthatch. Usually we see white-breasted nuthatches around here. They are easy to spot because of their inclination to climb around on trees upside down.
This year I’m going to make a concerted effort to identify the small wrens, sparrows, and finches that I can never tell apart. I think my 300mm lens is really going to help me with this project. I will be able to capture photos, enlarge them on my computer screen, and then identify the birds at my leisure, in theory, anyway.
Of course the mourning doves are easy to photograph with their placid nature. This one looks like I just woke her up.
We still need to clean out our birdhouses from the spring nesting season. I hope to get that done before the end of the month. I don’t know if birds will roost here in the winter or not, but I want to be a good and welcoming innkeeper just in case.