Bluebird back for a visit.
Not sure where they went after the second batch of babies fledged, but I hadn’t seen them for a couple of months. Now one to three are stopping by a couple of times a week – probably looking for mealworms.
My telephoto lens broke, is one reason I haven’t been keeping up with the bird blog. August and September were dull months around here anyway, bird-wise. But winter is coming and migration is happening.
My lens has been “repaired” twice, and now only works on manual setting. That can be tough with flitting birds.
We wants a new camera, precious.
Among our autumn visitors, a variety of small, leaf-scuffling birds like this White-throated Sparrow.
Song a clear, whistled Poor Sam Peabody, Peabody, Peabody, or Sweet Sweet Canada, Canada, Canada. The latter rendition is perhaps more appropriate, since most of these birds breed in Canada.
It is stormy today, with gusty wind and rain maybe changing to (our first) snow but probably not. Feeder visitors today are chickadees, titmice, nuthatches, blue jays and cardinals. Sparrows and juncos hopping in the grass among wind-whirling leaves. My chickens don’t want to leave the coop.
Here is a cartoon I liked in The New Yorker…