I know.. I know.. I posted my backyard birdwatching a few days ago. You’d think all I do is bird watch, hey? I don’t.. not really. When I was out the other day taking pictures of my fine feathered friends – the one I was really hoping would stop by wasn’t there. But! He was here today. I happened to look out the window on my way to make a cup of coffee and saw him in the tree.
See, I put out a special feeder for him every year – and he typically ignores it. I’ve seen him a few rare times over the past 5 years – so, of course, I abandoned my coffee and made a mad dash for the camera. Yes, you’ve discovered one of the many things that lights a fire under my butt. Next time, I won’t be so excited and in a rush to get his picture – I may actually even remember to focus the camera next time, before I click the button. Regardless, I give you the Baltimore Oriole – or Icterus galbula (or Oriole de Baltimore (French) or Bosero de Baltimore (Spanish):