But every now and then we get a bird who is not so common, like the Golden-crowned kinglet we had last week, or the beautiful male flicker who paid us a visit yesterday.
A few days ago, late in the afternoon, I spotted a Carolina wren checking out the suet.
Not a wholly uncommon bird here, it is a winter visitor, and I've never seen more than two at once. Some winters we don't see one at all.
He needled away at the edge of the suet.
|Big feet for such a small bird!|
Fast and twitchy, they are still easier to photograph than titmice and chickadees, who like to swoop in, grab a seed, and swoop out. This rusty fellow showed himself from all angles.
|I noticed the leading edge of his flight feathers are ragged, like an owl's. I wonder if he has need of silent flight?|
After a few minutes a downy flew in, and the wren departed...
...taking refuge in our Christmas tree, which will live out the rest of the winter on the balcony to provide the birds with a little extra shelter.
The wren's patience finally ran out, and he executed a sneak attack, flying under the radar and sidling past the downy, who was now fully engaged with the suet.
Such a sweet face--I hope to see him again soon.