With other projects consuming my time, it has been a quiet month for me on the birding front, mostly limited to what I can see and hear around home (when I’m not working, which seems like all of the time). But even if I don’t get out in the field as much as I would like, I still get to see the visitors to my bird bath and hummingbird feeders.
Any day is a good day when you are relaxing outside and a male Western Tanager graces the bird bath with his presence . . .
When I walk Ginger, my Australian Shepherd, out in the forest the Mountain Chickadees always seem happy to see us . . . or is it a scolding for encroaching on their neighborhood? Hard to say for sure.
I do wish I'd see more thirsty woodpeckers and sapsuckers coming around; the Northern Flickers are the only regulars. Speaking of sapsuckers, it just hit me that I have yet to see a Williamson's this spring - sounds like a great project for my upcoming days off.
I do find it interesting how spread out the arrival of migrants can be. The first begin to arrive in this high country in March, yet it was only within the past 10 days that I heard my first Western Wood-pewees and Olive-sided Flycatchers calling (a couple of nemesis birds that I would really like to photograph someday). In the very same period the year-round residents - Red Crossbills, for example - start showing up with begging young following them around.
A couple of weeks ago I went on a hike with a friend and encountered begging Clark's Nutcracker fledglings (boy howdy, are they noisy!), then a few days later had a family of Steller's Jays in the neighborhood.
Though furry and not feathered how, during one's travels, can you pass up the incredible cuteness of a Utah Prairie Dog pup - they've just emerged in the past week. And, while I haven't seen one, I've heard some folks are seeing Pronghorn fawns now, too. It's a fun time of year . . . see you in July!