A personal interest in birds and animal life in the wilds has been growing for a number of years. I can remember as a teenager that ornithology was considered by macho teenagers as something of a wimpish interest. These days it is more and more fascinating and creates another reason to be based in the outdoors as often as possible. I think there are at least two pursuits of many, in which a person who is feeling down in the dumps should consider. The first is looking at the world through a young child's eyes. The second is to gather around a marsh or body of water or wherever birds congregate, preferably in the early hours of the morning. Then listen to the chirping and observe their general busy manner. They appear so excited to be enjoying the dawn of another day and sharing it together. It's infectious. And if a simple bird is happy to be alive, how much more should we be.
The editor might say this preamble is a justification for displaying more than usual number of birds on the blog recently. She may well be correct.
And I thought an Osprey was a military helicopter/plane. (An unusually bleak day for San Diego).
Dull day brings out the coloring. (Still autumn in winter...huh?)
"You keep pointing that thing at me and I'll change my diet from fish to meat."
Never lose sight of the mountains.
A setting of silver and gold.
Something caught the eye; hopefully, not the editor.
The bears in San Diego have hibernated but as yet, not the leaves. (How do we know this? Look at the leaves. And, we haven't come across any bears. Friends, this is not complicated stuff.)
We've heard about a 'fly-by night' so we suppose this is a fly-by day.
Water boulders or the 'bold and beautiful'.
Last one. Took an awful lot of patience so please indulge us.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
We call this flying under the radar with pelicans. (Jenni has had enough of "my birds". She has resorted to referring to them as my ducks. I'm getting a message...I think. But I still love my ducks...er pelicans.)
I ask you, "Can you see any bears?"
"Let's unite and fly the friendly skies." One can see the similarity with a plane...at least, I do.
On a sunny day, we meet again. This time it's letting passing seagulls know it's not amused with their
presence in its space.
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