He came. He hung around. He stared at me. I took pictures of him. He wanted something else to eat. We are — until Chewy delivers (tomorrow I hope) — completely out of birdseed.
Sadly, I didn’t have any goodies for him. He seemed to be calling to another bird. Another catbird? Or was he telling the rest of the bird world that the endless feast has run dry?
We have recently been besieged by hungry catbirds, but I rather like them. They are pretty, friendly, non-aggressive and have that nifty mullet hairdo. And they aren’t skittish, so I can usually get them in focus — a rare moment with wild birds.
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These are brilliant pictures, Marilyn.
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Thank you. My patience was finally rewarded with a bird who stayed put long enough for me to actually FOCUS!
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cool 🙂 I love birds! Glad you got pictures!
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It helps to be in the right place at the right time. So much of photographing wild creatures — birds and anything else — is both luck and PATIENCE. You just have to wait and hope you’ll get something. A good camera doesn’t hurt, either 😀
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Lol What an interesting behavior they are showing. They seems to be true gourmands. 😉 xx Michael
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All our birds are gourmands. But to be fair, birds eat what nature tells them to eat. They can’t eat “just anything.” One must “go with the flow,” so to speak.
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