I’m still struggling with trying to write a final blog entry on The Mayor of Casterbridge, and it’s been dark and wet most of the last two weeks, so I haven’t been able to fill in for my writer’s block with pictures like I usually do.
That doesn’t mean that I haven’t been looking out longingly at the bird feeder during the brief breaks in the rain, hoping for some longer breaks. Still, I enjoy watching all the different birds who visit, particularly the Varied Thrush, which now returns two or three times a day, usually during the darkest, wettest times. Each time, though, it seems a little less shy, and I can now open the patio door far enough to stick my lens through without it immediately taking off.
Next I’m hoping to get a picture of it in flight.
I spend nearly an hour yesterday trying to get a picture of this Chestnut-Backed Chickadee, without a lot of luck. This is the only shot I got when its head wasn’t stuck inside the feeder:
It’s not a great shot, but I’ll take it as the first shot I’ve ever managed to get of this kind of chickadee. According to my bird guide, this used to be the most common chickadee in the Puget Sound region, but it seems rather rare in my yard.
While waiting for the chickadee to come back, I could not resist taking this shot of a male House Finch: