Tag Archives: birds

Catching up with backyard visitors.

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Just some random photos I cleared off my camera the other day.

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This was the last sighting of our blue eyed fawn from last year.

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Photos were taken in January and though we’ve seen some full grown deer this month, it’s hard to tell if he’s among them.

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Can you see the visitor in this pic?

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It’s a Red Tail Hawk who uses our backyard as his hunting ground.

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Close proximity to the bird feeders makes for some tasty dove nuggets.

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He’s a young hawk and is still mastering his technique.

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While it’s hard to see piles of feathers litter the ground, these birds of prey really are fabulous creatures. And if he swoops down and claims a certain red rodent….. I can’t say I’ll be heartbroken.

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A breath of fresh air.

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We had some lovely weather this weekend and it felt good to open the windows for the first time this year.

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As you can see….

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We weren’t the only ones who enjoyed the sunshine and warm breezes.

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Dudley, who so far has been an indoor only cat, got his first whiff of spring.

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And I do believe he’s hooked.

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He went from window to window and totally flipped out when he heard the birds he’s always cackling about.

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In our backyard, in April?

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That can get pretty noisy.

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Dudley is obsessed.

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Obsessed with the great outdoors…

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And it’s plethora of feathered inhabitants.

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It was my original intent to keep him an indoor boy… no fleas, ticks or fear of being run over. We live in a rural area and there’s not much traffic, but we’re also on one of the only straight sections of our road and people fly by when trying to pass. We lost a cat that way and it was heartbreaking.

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All our previous kitties have been indoor/outdoor.

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But I’m thinking how pissed he’ll be if we start traveling again and he’s stuck inside after a taste of freedom.

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Thoughts?

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That’s trippy dude.

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The husband’s birthday was this month, and for the past decade I’ve been giving him experience gifts rather than material things…. because we all know the man has more than enough stuff. Over the years I’ve gifted him a trip to a spooky old hotel in the Poconos that felt like the Overlook in Stephen King’s The Shining…

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The place was huge!

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So huge I could never manage to get a shot of the entire thing in frame.  And we were literally the only guests.

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Room after room.

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Floor after floor.

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All to ourselves.

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I expected to see the twins every time we walked to our room. Uber creepy.

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I’ve given him beer making classes….

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Look at all those serious student faces.

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And seeing him stir an actual pot? Was well worth the student fee.

I even gave him  falconry training.

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That was awesome. If you ever have the chance, take it.

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They really are spectacular creatures.

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And hey, where else do you get to walk around with a bag of decapitated quails?

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But last year brought Covid and the romantic getaway to the coastal resort I chose was cancelled. This year? We didn’t go anywhere either so along with a few Marine Corps themed items and a handful of vintage Red Sox collectibles… I got him something for the man cave.

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Doesn’t look impressive you say?

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Trust me, it is.

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I’m imaging many alcohol induced oohs and ahs when we plop this baby on the bar.

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More beauty is in the eye of the beholder adoptees.

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The World Wildlife Fund’s symbolic adoption continues.

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Cute candidates abound but you know this fellow will be left out in the cold.

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No one will want to cuddle up with him on the couch. That dude needs a serious manicure.

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Honey Badgers get a bad rap and sure, they’ve been known to viciously kill humans… but I’d still rather adopt one of them than Honey Boo Boo.

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Most people find condors to be ugly birds, but come on…. he’s rocking that feather boa. It’s not an easy look to pull off.

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And finally there’s the wombat, a much maligned creature. Sure he poops square cubes and has a two pronged penis….. but hey, none of us is perfect.

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Because everyone needs a hobby.

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We have wild turkeys that visit our backyard bird feeders to scrounge what’s fallen on the ground.

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We’ve had flocks for decades and it’s never been an issue. They’re goofy…. and honestly, I find them quite comical to watch. But this past year, in which my husband has been home 24/7 hogging all the bandwidth teleworking… he’s taken an interest in feeding the birds.

The man who used to complain I bought too much seed and spent too much money on suet nuggets now glares at me if the 50lb pound bag falls below a quarter. And since he gets up at an unfathomable time of the morning ( pre sunrise people… WTF? ) he’s usually the first one out the door to fill the feeders.

If the turkeys visit in the spring, summer or fall? Fine. But in the winter their prodigious piles of poo land on snow and ice which is not nearly as absorbent as dirt and well…. let’s just say Tiny Tim isn’t going to be singing about tiptoeing through that anytime soon.

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Hence the never ending battle my extremely stubborn husband wages on a daily basis.

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This will go on for hours.

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Even when he’s on the phone for work dealing with a man in violation of FAA regulations.

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He chases them, they run to the edge of the property line and wait for him to go back in the house, they return, he chases them…etc, etc, etc.

If you think you’ve never met anyone more stubborn than a retired Marine? You’ve never met a Maine wild turkey.

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The funniest part of his new hobby? As soon as he gives up and goes back in the office….

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The turkeys call in reinforcements and descend en masse. He chased a dozen…. 26 came back.

And so it goes.

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Winter visitors.

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Winter snow and cold has finally moved in to Maine and I for one am pleased.

It’s winter!

I want snow!

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Our deer are only coming at night now and it’s hard to get pictures through the windows.

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The least bit of movement on their part overwhelms my iPhone’s shutter and results in furry blurry blobs.

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Along with the cold and snow has come the wind, which I could actually do without. Menopausal heating only goes so far, and while I’ll walk outside comfortably in 20 degree weather with only a light shirt… the wind cuts like a knife and even my interior furnace is working overtime.

Just ask this poor cardinal.

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Brrr!

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Miscellaneous minutiae.

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Required picture of new family member Lord Dudley Mountcatten.

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And yes, I have to report that Ball Wash is back.

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And speaking of hanging, the other day the husband and I were out in the barn and I wanted to play an album. This is not as easy as you might think…. considering the husband put the stereo as close to the ceiling as humanly possible.

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Vinyl could get interesting after a few toddies. Stay tuned.

And finally, birds. In winter. In Maine.

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I’m guessing it kind of sucks.

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Time Traveler Part 3

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Let’s word.

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My birth year seems to have been full of scientific additions that mean absolutely nothing to me.

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But dragon fruit? I had a martini made from those once and it was lovely.

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Elevator music? Great, the next time Barry Manilow comes on at the mall everyone will blame me.

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Fetal position? I’m ashamed to say I have assumed that after a night of too many martinis…. and it was far from lovely.

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Hotdog? Now that I think about it my mother always called them frankfurters. Maybe she was a Rocky Horror Picture Show fan after all.

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And finally Japanese quail, which now that I think about it…. looks a little bit like me after a years worth of non stop Covid lockdown cooking and eating.

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Our fine feathered friends.

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Part three, the last of the Photo Ark birds.

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Black and Red Broadbill

I hope you’ve enjoyed seeing these photographs as much as I’ve enjoyed sharing them.

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Superb Bird of Paradise

This is my all time favorite weirdo bird. And if you don’t agree? Watch the short video clip and get back to me.

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Crested Auklet

Can you imagine having a permanent curlicue on your forehead?

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Red Headed Vulture

If you see this fellow flying around overhead… kiss your butt goodbye.

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Southern Lapwing

Is it me? Or is this beauty the perfect Dr. Seuss character.

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Lesser Flamingo

If you’ve never taken the time to watch a frolicking flock of flamingoes? You haven’t yet lived.

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Mandarin Duck

Birds…. beauty and grace in motion.

Just ask Joel.

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