Okay, these are the last of the photos of birds that I took, sitting in one spot, over a ten-day-period, in my mom’s back yard, when I drove up to the Bay Area to visit her for her 95th birthday.
Hummingbirds are not actually colorful. They just have reflective scales on their feathers that catch certain parts of the color spectrum.
That is why you do not always see the colors.
The sun has to catch the feathers just right.
That is a horrible picture. I took that one to help make a correct identification on this next photo…
We did decide that it is a Rufus Sided- or Spotted- Towhee.
They are shy and move around a lot. Not easy to get a good photo of.
We are pretty sure this is a young Finch of some sort. Young birds do not always have the full set of characteristics yet, and can be hard to identify.
Also, most female birds are not as colorful as the males. So young females add a special challenge to identification.
I do love the little Chickadees. I like the way this one is leaning to the side.
But aren’t they cute?
I can’t remember the name of this bird. My mom knows them all. I am just an occasional bird watcher.
I could look it up in my bird book, or call my mom, if anybody really cares.
I know that is a Nuthatch. If you ever need reminding that birds descend from dinosaurs, just look at that little guy’s feet… and claws.
They use those for climbing up trees, and going down head first.
Goodbye, little Titmouse.
And the big Towhee.
These last few shots, of crows in a dead peppercorn tree, are not really part of the rest of the pictures. I had to move out of the chair and step a few feet away, to the stairs leading down from the backyard.
But, with the crazy sky- smoke from the California wildfires mixed with cloud and fog- these do have a real Halloween vibe to them.
And they are pictures of birds.
So I threw them in. Okay, I just have to finish off the Yosemite adventure pictures, and we can get back to the usual weirdness around here.