Some birds are considered so impressive that the word “great” is part of their common name. I’m thinking of the Great Horned Owl or the Great Black-backed Gull. The Great Crested Flycatcher also has this moniker.
I saw two of these “great” birds this morning at Humber Bay. Birds in this urban environment are fairly trusting of people and allow a closer approach than their more rural cousins do.
Great Blue Heron:
I will identify it at the end of the post.
If I am fortunate enough to spot a mink, it is usually at some distance and for a very short period of time.
Today, however, this fellow came within a few feet of me as I suspect that I was standing in the middle of its usual shoreline trail.
Unlike the warblers which are passing through these days, this bird stays with us all winter. An American Goldfinch.
A Personal Hummingbird Story
I’ve noticed over the past week or so that hummingbirds have not been frequenting my red hummingbird feeder. Some approach it, have a sniff and turn away. What is going on? Then it occurred to me. When I last filled it with homemade nectar, I may have accidentally mixed in Splenda artificial sweetener instead of sugar (My wife is sure of it). Down came the feeder, a mixture of 1 cup water and one quarter cup sugar was added and – problem solved. Contented hummingbirds once again grace the garden.
Love’s stories written in love’s richest books.
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes. – Shakespeare