On the drive home from work I noticed an absolutely gorgeous view of a hawk on an electric line by the road. The sun cast a golden glow on this bird and it would have been a fantastic photo. With traffic behind me and no shoulder on the road to make a quick pull-over, I cringed at the loss.
After I got home and viewed the back yard, I realized that fat-ass squirrel cleaned my feeder today…again. I’ll be laying out more cash for a baffle this weekend! Cha-ching! He's eating me out of house and home.
Here’s a Chickadee belly.
With little sunlight left, I carried my camera to the front porch and found the back end of a bluebird in my neighbor’s Japanese maple. This was after I saw two bluebirds at my own feeder and lost those shots, too.
Good news is that I noticed a little pecking at the suet feeder, FINALLY!
How about a faceless junco?
At least I could photograph the weather forecast for Charlotte. Isn’t it ridiculous to do this? I feel like a real nut. IF we have snow tomorrow, I’ll be ready with my camera but I certainly dread ICE.
Michael came home tonight from a one night stay in Virginia and brought me two little gifts. The Yankee candle, "Greenhouse", smells heavenly and I love the little glass birdie paperweight most of all. This is a gift from a man who claims that birds are only good for crapping on your head. Oh, isn’t he so tough! I’m touched.