Talking Turkey: BOTD Sept 10, 2019
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Category Archives: bird pictures
Bird on a Wire: BOTD Aug 12, 2019
For Doing the Dishes: Bird of the Day, Aug 11, 2019
Noontime Nap: Bird of the Day
For Granny’s prompt
Cormorant: Bird of the Day, July 21, 2019
Cormorants: Bird of the Day, July 16, 2019
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Cormorants are taking advantage of every branch of this tree that has become partially submerged in the waters of the rising Lake Chapala.
For:Â Â Bird of the Day (BOTD)Â challenge.
Bird of the Day: Egrets at War
I was meeting a friend and Maria Isabela’s near the pier when I sighted this egret and had to get a shot, but very quickly war ensued. These fighting egrets were moving so quickly that it was hard to get an unblurred shot. Here’s the best I could do. Click on the first photo to enlarge and see the captions.
The calm before the battle.
Equally calm.
And then, one invaded the other’s territory,
and the battle ensued.
Another egret watched, but did not engage.
Wish I’d had time to switch to the movie camera,
but in a minute or two, one flew away
And calm again prevailed.
For Granny Shot It’s Bird of the Day
Born Free––Fabulous Birds
Something in nature loves beauty. Nothing shows that as surely as these incredible birds.
Pelicans, NaPoWriMo 2019, Apr 23, 2019
Pelicans
They float upon the gentle swells
with chins tucked in politely.
Of all the birds, most dignified,
their movements never sprightly.
They look like grumpy butlers
named Oliver or Jeeves
in morning coats of softest brown
with wings tucked in their sleeves.
They may be only scouting
the source of their next meal,
for now they take off to the air
with energy and zeal.
Soon they’re diving down again,
straight like an arrow shot
into the water’s surface
to see what can be caught.
Bobbing once again,
they lift their bills and then let slide
all that’s in their pouches
to another place inside.
I wonder if the fishes flop
all the long way down,
and this is why the pelicans
then fold their wings and frown?
The NaPoWriMo prompt today is to write a poem about an animal.
Safe Perch
I tried to capture this fellow in this pose several times but he’d flown away by the time I got my camera out. This morning he granted me the favor of a last visit and stood still long enough for me to capture this shot and a number of others—first a few of his mate, whom he replaced when she flew away—and then of him. I’m finally home. There is no place like it!!!
