The Bird Whisperer

This morning I woke up to the sound of blue jays squabbling and a downy woodpecker chipping away at the tree right outside my window.

From our vantage point from the second floor of our building, the lower branches of this tree are at eye level. This gives us front-row seats to daily performances by an impressive variety of birds. Some days are truly astounding, such as the time we all watched for half an hour or more as our resident osprey calmly devoured a fish on the nearest branch — a little gruesome perhaps, but very cool (see the picture in “The Usual Suspects” post). Other days are less dramatic but so charming. As I sit here now, for instance, I’m watching one of our resident anhingas (also described in “The Usual Suspects” post) melt into that tree,  black-and-white wing feathers blending so perfectly with the light and shadow on the branch that you wouldn’t see her even if I showed you a picture (I only saw her because she moved).

And as I sit here now, I can also hear the cry of a kvetcher bird, way off in the distance. (more…)

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Made it to Florida, November 30, 2011

Arrived at the condo about an hour ago. Had a great day driving today — glorious sunny day all day long, beautiful sunrise and sunset while driving, traffic not too bad (till we got to Florida, land of the oblivious passing-lane hogs). We drive in silence, no radio, no music, no talking books, and not a whole lot of conversation. It’s kind of meditative, and this time we’re both feeling particularly relaxed. We’ve started to settle in, had a cuppa tea on the screen porch, and now I’m in my usual spot by the sliding door. It’s no-socks weather at last — about 20 degrees, with a stunning crescent moon setting over the “lake”, soon after a sunset that must have looked much like this one:

Have I mentioned I love sunsets?

Now it’s all quiet and serene.

I’m looking forward to seeing what critters are out there tomorrow. Meanwhile, here are some photos from the drive:

Gloomy drive through stunning Blue Ridge Mountains, Virginia & the Carolinas

Crossing the state line from Georgia into Florida

Snack break -- the resident flock quickly figured out we had food ...

... and a real softie who had them eating right out of his hand!

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