Boy, it’s been a tough year for the birdies around my place. About a month or so ago there was a family of Say’s Phoebes hanging around. The three babies had either fallen or been kicked out of the nest. The Mama stayed close to them in the yard, and they tried to fly but kind of just fluttered about 3 feet into the air and then fell back to the ground. One day I went outside and found that one had fallen into the pool and drowned. 😦 There was another on the patio that could barely stand. Obviously it wasn’t going to last long.
Then a couple of weekends ago I pulled into the driveway and saw a dove scurrying away from the side of the house under the Ficus tree. When I got out of the car I spotted this baby. I suspect it’s nest had been knocked down by the strong winds we had the day before (dust storm-yuck). Later that evening we had strong winds once again. I went out to check on it and found it scampering underneath a hedge for shelter, and that was the last time I ever saw it. At least it knew enough to protect itself. I hope it made it.
I really, really wanted to save all the baby birdies I saw in distress, but I am always torn between trying to help and letting natural things take their course. Sometimes nature is marvelous to watch. Other times it’s just heartbreaking.
Spring in the desert is always an amazing time of year. My backyard this year has been the host of several Say’s Phoebes. I think they were originally looking to nest in the light fixture of the fan on my patio. I can hear their distinctive calls all day long.
Out at Magpie’s the other day I feasted on the spring bounty that was happening in her yard and practiced some iPhonography.
A cactus bloom.
Today is rare cloudy day in the desert. We even had a bit of rain this morning. I am trying to remember to enjoy each and every moment because it is a gift, and once it’s gone is gone forever.
I still have a hard time saying those two words together without laughing, but if you follow Magpie’s blog you know that they do indeed exist.
There is one section that is old, dry, and neglected. It looks like it was a nice place to walk once. Not so much anymore. Then there is a lush and beautiful side, teeming with all sorts of wildlife….
… Which you cannot get to. Sadly, that part is currently not open to the public and can only, legally, be accessed by permit. So we did what all good, law abiding citizens do and got a permit!
But even then you can’t get to the really good part. All I could think of was the song “Signs” and the line “Hey you, what gives you the right to put up a fence to keep me out and you keep all the nature in?” We want to be over there with the egrets, the pelicans, the yellow headed blackbirds and ducks! Not. Fair. At. All.
After scoping it out earlier in the week, We knew we could make our way to the nesting place of the Great Blue Herons. As we walked up to the tree, I think Magpie counted 7 of them.
They watched us cautiously. Some of them got a little nervous. They were tolerant but vigilant.
They are such magnificent birds and fun to watch and photograph. Alas, the trip was not a total bust.
But Magpie is determined to get on the other side of that fence someday, and I believe she will – one way or another.
( I used my Oly Pen PL-2 on this trip and posted this blog using Blogsy for iPad. Photos were edited using Snapseed and PhotoToaster.)
(Yesterday, Magpie and I went to the Tres Rios Nature Festival at Estrella Mountain Park. We attended a lecture by a wildlife photographer who took WAAAY too many pictures of snakes and saw some cool varmints.)
Have a super week and be good to each other. (God is watching.)
My “On Again, Off Again” job had been mostly “Off Again” lately. The blessing to the “Off Again” job status is that I get to spend time with Magpie when, just like the good ole days, we’d manage to share all kinds of excellent adventures and misadventures.
On this particular day when Magpie called we didn’t really have any idea what we wanted to do but headed for the 50 Acre Wood, also know as Friendship Park. Before we knew where we were going, I had decided to take my Diana lens. It had been awhile since I had played with it. I considered changing it once we decided we were going to visit the ducks but instead decided to “hang loose like a goose” and go with the flow. One thing Magpie always teaches me, and something I never seem to learn, is that great adventures can happen anytime, anywhere – even in the most common places. This day was no exception. For instance, on this day I learned:
Check out Magpie’s blog, In Over My Head, to see just exactly what she was photographing on the Street Light Serengeti.