After a recent snowfall
From last fall
"Waiter, there's a fly in my soup." "That's your talon, sir."After a recent snowfall
From last fall
"Waiter, there's a fly in my soup." "That's your talon, sir."Several people have suggested that I get a large owl-sized bird bath since they barely fit in the standard-sized one. So that's what I did. It's actually a cheap Walmart fire pit. A variety of birds have stopped in for a drink, but no owls or hawks yet. The first photo shows two bird baths for size comparison:
The first visitor was a White-crowned Sparrow, less than an hour after I put it out
A male House Finch flies over and spots a couple of females at the bird bath, sharing a drink with their friend Ms. Common Yellowthroat
Our intrepid hero pulls a quick U-turn for a second approach
His wings begin to extend; he's about six inches from the rim.
Wings are flared for a perfect landing. Tail feathers are relaxed.