Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

Daffy

The birds around my house have gone daffy.  I have never seen anything like this.  Dozens of birds surrounded my house throughout the day and into the evening yesterday.  We are talking about bluebirds, sparrows, and LBJs (little brown jobs) all hanging out together.  Not just hanging out together, but weirding out together.

The birds bounded all over in the grass.  They bounced up onto the fence and bounced along the rails.  Almost continuously, one bird or another swooped from pine tree to pine tree along the incline behind my house.  They hovered in the air, dropped here, ascended there.  On two occasions an LBJ flew up and flared for a moment above my head before flitting away.

Quite often, pairs of birds twirled around each other in midair or engaged in chase and break runs.

The strangest behavior, though, was the brief gathering of different species into groups of a half dozen or so as they swept off into the juniper and sage or looped into the pines.

Clearly, all of the birds were feeding on an abundance of hoppers and other insects.  But an element of something else seemed at work.  Maybe some birds were giddy with anticipation of their coming migrations to the south.  Maybe the newbies simply wanted to play.  Either way, both Desiree and I stood watching the birds in wonder as our own activities drew us outdoors.

Mitchell Hegman

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