On a wintery day in Virginia in November, 2013, no other birds in the woods had the fluff on display like this song sparrow. It’s not the most focused photo I’ve taken, as I was about 50ft away and behind a window when I snapped it, but it’s one of my personal favorites. I do miss song sparrows as even though they should be prevalent in the locations I’ve lived in the last three years, I haven’t seen many. I’m sincerely hoping to see a few in our new home in Wyoming soon. Their song is unique, sweet and comforting to hear, wherever I am.
We only received a few inches here in southeastern Wyoming today, but this dove was every bird on the feeders: Head down and braced against the wind.
Right now the Northern Flickers are the biggest birds visiting our feeders. I’m venturing this one is female but can’t be 100% without a better look.
Since we’ve been here in October, our range of birds is slowly broadening. This one was paying particular attention to the bay window I was shooting from, since our 6 month old house cat was seated beside me, chattering at everything that moved.
The last day of 2017 was cold and austere in our backyard. The skies were a slate, gray and the ground remained snow-covered. There is beauty still in how the aspen trees stand out against this foreboding winter background and their contrast added to the scene.
Despite being the most common birds we see here by our house on the hill, this male House Finch was taking nothing for granted and was alert as he perched in the branches nearby. Despite being roughly 20ft away and indoors, shooting this photo still revealed, close up, I was being monitored intently through the windows.
A quiet moment to appreciate as the final chapter of the week closes here at our house on a hill.
The last few weeks have had me stepping away from all things online here, but it was definitely for good cause. A few things popped up that filled up my calendar a bit – getting married, moving from Colorado to Wyoming – you know, small things.
I’ve settled in now in Cheyenne, WY with my handsome other half and wouldn’t you know, we’ve had some snow lately. Of course one of the things we immediately did was to hang out a bird feeder or two, as it’s not home without a feeder. This week we found that we had been claimed by the local Dark-eyed (Oregon) Junco population, among others. This variety has a different coloration than the Juncos I found in Virginia.
We are still within a hop, skip and a jump from Fort Collins and I’m fast appreciating the city of Cheyenne. One of the exciting aspects of living in Wyoming, for sure, is the ability to have some real estate that is all but astronomical in Fort Collins. Fewer people, less traffic, more space and still access to all that is the great outdoors here in southern Wyoming.
I look forward to getting out a bit more often with my camera here and seeing what all goes on in the now much larger back yard we have and the many hiking trails that surround the area.