Birding

There are often times when one becomes more grateful as time passes, like about right now after having the ability to delve and plunge deeply into our springtime bird study.

We learned so much!

And as before, we are still eager and ever-spontaneous bird watchers, serious birdie lovers even more because of our active study pursuits and appreciation for flying friends.

My new birdie punch is a favorite

Similarly, there are reminders of how fragile our bird friends can be, like when I washed all my windows and almost daily since, a resounding "thud" of yet another bird hitting the pane of glass occurs.

Most are just stunned for a time, lose a few feathers in the frenzy of their fall to the ground, but this week we had a dead birdie on our front stoop after it hit a top floor window and broke its neck upon the fall to the cement below.

Poor little thing! So sad.


For a moment, let your mind try to capture what sensory sounds you might encounter and experience amidst the center of a bird-like rainforest.

Presently, the birding activity early in the morning is something else here on our property, much like that of a rainforest no doubt.

When we rise, we are greeted with a melodic and super sweet lulling chorus of birdie sing song, offering such a fittingly peaceful, and spa-like relaxing ambiance to the start of our day.


And while we are incredibly appreciative of those nature-scape soft sounds on our property, if we're lucky, we may by chance, also spot a few feathery friends as they visit our feeders, even if only ever briefly.

I'm in love with all the new birds I've been introduced to while living in the east, those I had never encountered before.

To date, there are almost 80 new to us.


This week, we enjoyed a few visits from rose breasted grosbeaks. A pair of them taking turns at the feeder as one watches overhead to protect the other during a feeding session.

It was quite interesting to find out through a local naturalist that these particular feathery friends are a rare couple to have around, especially being that they travel over 3000 in winter to live in Central and South America?

I'm thrilled to know they chose to live nearby, even if only temporarily.


We were sitting, maybe, 10 feet away near our fire pit.

Both weren't fearful of us sitting in their midst, and were very photogenic for me to capture them in their natural form while chomping down some of the white seed next to their perches.


I'm smitten over these two new friends, noticing how often they keep returning over the past few days along with many other varieties.

It is my hope this pair are actually thinking of nesting nearby. Oh wouldn't that be wonderful to see them with baby grosbeaks?