Birds be all messed up

After a number of days of bad weather, we’ve started to have semi-decent mornings. Yes; I’m talking about sunshine. Of course, by the afternoon we have hail, but meanwhile I get to enjoy birds flying around my yard.

Or, I would if they would just follow the rules. But, nooo! This year they decided to be different.

Yes, that is a bluebird on the nest box I built specifically for the swallows. And where are the swallows?

They are on the nest box that according to everything I read is perfect for the bluebirds but is too small for a typical brood of swallows. 

It’s worse than that, of course. If the bluebirds follow the same pattern as previous years, they build the nest and then leave without using it.

Meanwhile . . . 

Oh well . . . I suppose I should just accept that they know what they are doing.

Meanwhile, some old friends also showed up.

The Spotted Towee. I had seen it around, but this time I had my camera. 

Now, here’s one that might be a bit difficult to identify:

Yes, that is a Robbin. 

Now, can you see the bird in this one?

That’s right! The American Goldfinch! Good eyes.

I then watched and photographed something I had never seen before. 

That’s right . . . the finch perched on a dandelion seed ball, and pulling them out.

I was pretty happy with these shots; the little guy was in the next yard and I was shooting with my 400mm lens through a fence.

Sometimes the birds are difficult to spot . . . 

. . . and sometimes not.

Here’s an interesting thing . . . As I said, the swallows normally nest on the box on the west fence, and when they do, they tend to perch on the hangers for the hummingbird feeders. 

Well, apparently the hanger spot comes with occupancy of the box. 

It turns out Western Bluebirds are not as trusting as swallows. These were taken from inside the house, and as soon as I got close to the open slider door, he bolted.

When he did, he went to the maple. His partner was already there.

He then went to the fencepost, where he proceeded to give me the evil eye.

In fact, whenever I shot a photo of the guy, he gave me the evil eye.

I can see I have my work cut out for me if I want to befriend these guys. Of course, they may follow their usual pattern and be gone in two weeks. 

. . . perhaps it’s best if I just remain detached (but still photographing).

You can click on the photos for a larger version, or you can go to the SmugMug Gallery HERE.

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