Guess what?…. yep another bird post. This one actually came out of a discussion with my brother Ron regarding the previous post (Part 4) on a red colored bird I had come upon previously. Originally I had classified that bird as a Purple Finch, but upon further investigation we decided it was actually a Pine Grosbeak (at least we think). While trying to determine that type of bird, I came upon some pictures I had taken that match much better to the description of the Purple Finch.
In agreement with the guide description, this guy’s beak is a more tannish tone and he is sporting a pretty trendy crest. To be honest, I really do not know much about this bird. I snapped a few pictures when I had the chance, but I really have not been able to observe any of its interactions with other birds or feeding habits.
Continue reading Still Seeing Red (Part 6 of Many)
Yes, another bird post. Trust me, I have a lot more to go. Today’s focus is the Cardinal.
This bird has a special place in my heart for two reasons.. 1) it is my state bird (and what I didn’t know, it was apparently selected by Illinois school children back in 1928 and then made official in 1929 by the General Assembly) and 2) I accidently shot a cardinal with a BB gun (my brothers’ single cock muzzle loading Daisy) when I was a little kid. Yes… it was an accident – I was shooting at a hedge apple when I either had my sites off or the dumb bird decided to land in the fire zone. Whatever the reason, the bird literally locked his talons onto the branch, rolled forward until it was hanging upside down and proceeded to shoot blood out its neck right at me. The fact that I can still remember the exact spot I was standing and every detail of the scene gives an indication of the traumatic impact that had on me as a little kid. A beautiful (and protected) bird struck down in his prime because I wasn’t careful. I have never set my gun sights on any form of bird to this date. This is another reason I try to save little birds (see Part 4)- so far 1 adult accidently killed and 3 little birds saved
From an observation perspective the cardinal is pretty cautious…
Continue reading Crimson Pride (Part 5 of Many)
UPDATE: 5/17/08 – My brother did an investigation on this little guy and we now believe that this bird really doesn’t match up with the purple finch. For one thing the beak is different – the purple finch has a brown/tan beak that tapers to a point, where the pictures below appear to show a bent beak at the end and clearly a darker tone – it also was a fairly stocky bird which didn’t fit well with finches. I had originally dismissed the Pine Grosbeak due to my guide’s maps which showed it really was not an Illinois bird, but my brother found some web links which matched up pretty will with the bird images and his book indicated that at times the Grosbeak can come down south a little farther. So until someone produces alternative reasoning, we are changing the original assessment to the Pine Grosbeak – now back to your regularly scheduled programming
Today’s bird has a special memory for me. A month or so back, I was taking my dog out and noticed he was pretty interested in something out in the yard. I called him off and put him back in the house to go and investigate the cause. As it turns out, there was a small bird just laying in the grass. It appeared to be a young bird that had either fallen out of a nest or overestimated its mastery of flying. In any case, it seemed distraught and clearly concerned about the predicament it was in… not to mention being hovered over by a curious human. Fortunately, for this little guy (I guess), I’m a softie for animals in distress (no, I dislike PETA if you are wondering – any organization that puts concern for a donkey higher than a human life is no organization I want to be associated with). I first decided to snap a few pictures since I had not seen this type of bird (especially this close).
Now that I am looking at the pictures up closer, he looks a little pissed. He didn’t have any problems with me snapping a few photographs and was pretty much content to just sit there – likely pretty scared. Here is another shot from a little sharper angle in order to get a better feel for the beak angle and reddish crown.
Continue reading To Live Another Day (Part 4 of Many)
Continuing the tribute to the winged ones, today’s focus is on the titmouse. Probably one of the stranger names for a bird since it doesn’t really resemble anything of the things that come to mind when I see that name. I might have to track down the origin of that name out of sheer curiosity. Based on the images in the field guide, I appear to have Tufted Titmouses (or is that Titmice?) which again is common to the region I live in. This first picture is a tad fuzzy and dark, but I thought it was interesting because it looked a tad fat. Due to the poor lighting I am unable to tell if it is browner than gray and thus might be a female.
Based on observation, the titmouse has to be the most skittish of all of the birds that use my feeders. They are very timid and always land on a nearby branch first and survey the situation before eventually diving down into the larger birdfeeder (with songbird mix).
Continue reading I Bet He Gets Some Ribbing in Bird School (Part 3 of Many)
The bird posting continues. Today’s bird topic is the nuthatch. Based on the field guide, my guess is I have the White Breasted variety which coincides well with its popular regions. Although a slightly fuzzy picture, here is one sitting in my old feeder.
It is always easy to distinguish the nuthatch because for some reason it prefers to face downward – my guess is he enjoys the feeling of a head rush or he is just showing off because the other birds that have visited the tree rarely take this position. It is a little startling the first time you witness it, but the nuthatch literally runs “down” the tree. Often times he can been seen in the following pose…
Continue reading Nuts, Another The Head Rush (Part 2 of Many)
Two years ago, my wife and I moved further out into the country…. basically built a house on 15 acres in somewhat isolated woods. We tried our best to limit the amount of clearing so we could enjoy the sights and sounds of nature – our little escape from the hectic stressful lives we live during the week. The first year was focused on getting the house built and managing the new property. Last year I finally got around to hanging a birdfeeder in a tree just outside our balcony which happens to be placed perfectly out my master bedroom window so it is the first thing I get to see in the morning (thanks to LASIK it is no longer just a bunch of fuzzy shapes). I soon became fascinated by the daily visits of various birds and eventually evolved to trying to take pictures of as many as I could. Now, it has been a long time since I did a lot of photography, but this has turned out to be a little challenging due to having to shoot through windows, trying to focusing on nervous birds and fighting the lighting. There is improvement as I experiment with settings and angles but clearly a long way to go. The side effect of all of this is I’ve become intrigued by the differences in the birds – sizes, colors, social behaviors, eating patterns and food preferences. My wife says I am bordering on obsessive and likes to rib that is an “old” person’s hobby. It occurred to me while going through about 400 pictures to date that this might be something interesting to blog about from time to time. So……. you guessed it. I do not know the frequency yet, but I there is a lot to draw from and hopefully you will enjoy see what I have the luxury of witnessing every day. If you can help out with any naming corrections or additional input, it would get GREATLY appreciated. So with my trusty Nikon digital camera and “Birds of North America – A Guide to Field Identification” – by Golden Field — special note, I am using the same bird guide I have had for my entire life – published in 1966
Today, I thought I would start with some quick shots of the yard and focus on the Chickadee.
Continue reading Hang It and They Will Come (Part 1 of Many)