Tree Swallow

I swear this bird is fearless, at the nest box by the gate walking to the river. Cool bird, and banded at the MPG Ranch a mile our two away.

Favorite Class

Here we go again, Chief Charlo 4th graders annual visit then trip to Metcalf Bird Refuge, thanks Mr. Cashman! Wish I asked if anyone wanted to mow that front lawn but knew they would decline as it's a push-mower. And $5 an hour. I've tried that before, oh well.

Here's An Old One, Ospreys

 

Fight

  Alway root for the Osprey!

Happy Birthday, Miles

 Miles Davis would be 100 years old today, my first jazz hero. So much so I named this owl Miles and he was a wonderful program bird for many years. When I said to a  group of middle school kids that this bird is Miles and my last name is Davis, the teachers chuckled. One boy stood up and said, "I know who Miles Davis is - he was my gym teacher in 4th grade!"

Waited and Waited For This One

 

Pretty Robin At the River

 

Big Tour

 Photo by the metal Penguin, and Women In the Wilderness club yesterday. Never had so many laughs!~

BRAND New!

Finished this last night, 11 x 15” drypoint etching with gouache and acrylic paint, pastels. "Kestrel Pair." These acrylic experiments are fun - and I don't have to etch in a background in the plastic or smash in sandpaper with a mallet. Just paint.

My Pal

 What a cooperative companion at the beach, Spotted Sandpiper, and several now.

Homeboy

House Sparrows building nests in our garage ceiling, and this one just chased out with a downy morsel.

That Explains It

Last evening I spotted both Sandhill Cranes, reunited with just the male circling around earlier that day. Then I spotted movement in the grass - two babies! And still down there an hour ago today. Wow! I wish them luck and we'll have a different dog walk for a while

Crane Pair

Right behind the house and fearless Sandhills yesterday. They were so close I backed all the way off the telephoto and snapped away! Even then I cut off their feet on several cool shots!

Fingers Crossed

Tom built this bridge for the slough (we call it) but actually Child's Creek, behind the house. Some years we luck out and the high spring water spares it, other years it floats while tethered to the bank. Then we have to pull it up with the truck and find someone to help reinstall it in a month. That is the real trick! "Hey, while you're here checking out the birds, want to do us a favor?" HA!