I put out peanuts for the scrub jays but the spotted towhees beat them to the mark this morning. These birds are a favorite in the garden for some reason. Very cute.
And my California thrasher buddy who likes to hop around and poke in the dirt for food with his long curved beak.
Leslie refilled the nijer and the finches are going crazy, there might be twenty of them hanging on the feeder at one time.
Honestly I like all the birds and am content to fall asleep in the chair after an afternoon watching their antics.
Except for one species. Hard to confess but I am not a dove lover.
Loud nasty creatures, bullies really. I don't know where they got this passive reputation but they are not very pleasant. Can be plain mean at times.
I know we all have our place in god's creation but I do wish they would find another place to hang out and stop crapping on my van.
These glorified pigeons are just hogs. I don't know if I really am a DINO like the guys call me in the morning but I am definitely more hawkish than dovish.