Birding

 

BIRDING

My bird adventure continued this morning as I walked along. I was first greeted by a chorus of Sand Hill cranes hooting along in rhythm from my neighbors large wetlands. It was a marvelous chaotic symphony, rather like a modern composer would write.

Next came the song birds warming up, accompanied by the two silly roosters who live next door. One is a tone deaf tenor, they other a baritone. These roosters are hilarious and completely inept. They try to herd the hens around, who completely ignore them. Definitely southern, as we ladies do that to most men here in the south. 

The final adventure was the most exciting. I have learned to approach the front porch quietly so as not to disturb the nesting wren family. As I approached, three wren burst out of the nest, two ladies and one gentleman. Evidently the second female had tried to horn in on the existing nest, not realizing it was occupied. The pair gave her what for in no uncertain terms! While they were in the trees cursing each other, I got a peek in the nest to see at least two tiny eggs.

 

Country artists love birds…..