For me, birdwatching, like photography, is just another way of paying attention, seeing things I should have seen in the past but didn’t.
I’m sure I didn’t know what a grebe was a few years ago, much less know the difference between a Horned Grebe and other kinds of grebes. Birding has put me in touch with nature in new ways.
I’ve been watching the Horned Grebes in Port Orchard closely lately, like this one I shot in the middle of March,
and watching for the dramatic changes they undergo as they take on their breeding colors. Sunday, at least a few of them had completed their transformation,
making it clear why they are named Horned Grebes.
I was actually a little shocked when I looked through the lens and saw
the red eyes shining through the grebe’s ‘horn,” a rather intimidating sight.
Birding has made me much more aware of the seasons. I can almost set my calendar by the birds I see and the color of their feathers.
Most of all, though, birding provides me with another way of seeing the beauty that pervades our world when we just take the time to see it.
Love the face-to-face views! Reminds me of the Spotted Towhee of a few days ago.
Thanks, am. I hadn’t thought of that, but they do both have that “in your face” kind of look, don’t they?
I see you had a touch of snow the last couple of days. I’m looking forward to a longer stretch of sunshine and a trip to the beach for photos.
That last magnificent photograph, Loren – superb decorations on the head. We have a great crested grebe here and that is beautifully marked – but not in the same league. If that chap doesn’t attract a female I don’t know what will!
Strangely enough, I think both the male and female turn these colors. Either that or there’s an awful lot of confused males pairing up.