Carolina Chickadees In A Charlie Brown Christmas Tree
Yesterday, I photographed Carolina Chickadees in a Charlie Brown Christmas tree. I'm sure many of you have seen A Charlie Brown Christmas and know the tree I mean.
Yesterday, I photographed Carolina Chickadees in a Charlie Brown Christmas tree. I'm sure many of you have seen A Charlie Brown Christmas and know the tree I mean.
Yesterday morning, I enjoyed taking several photos of a Carolina Chickadee while it was still very cold. These late fall mornings have been brisk lately.
Yesterday, I took images of several bird species with fall colors in the background—or at least as much fall color as I'm likely to see here this year.
I almost forgot to share this photo of a young male House Finch in molt. By the end of August, he was starting to get his more colorful chest and head feathers.
Today, I am sharing Carolina Chickadee photos, plus a Trumpet Vine Sphinx moth that was on the driftwood where the chickadee landed two days ago in Arkansas.
It's been a minute since I shared bird images. Today I am sharing Tufted Titmouse and Carolina Chickadee photos. Are they dark and moody, or are they low key?
I seem to be on a "chonky" subject streak lately including a chonky cowbird and green tree frog so I am continuing that streak with a chonky Carolina Chickadee.
Why would I share two Carolina Chickadee photos for the Fourth? Because I can. Because my mom loved these little birds and it has been one year since her death.
Last week, when I photographed this Carolina Chickadee near Cumberland Pool at Tishomingo National Wildlife Refuge, it was singing its little heart out.
I was thrilled to take scores of Carolina Chickadee images when I was in Arkansas, from the comfort of my friend Steve Creek's deck while I visited with him.
I've photographed plenty of Black-capped Chickadees out west but it was about time to add a Carolina Chickadee gallery to my website. Now I have.
On Sunday I had this delightfully cheery, tiny Black-capped Chickadee hanging from a branch in my viewfinder for a few moments in time.
My trip out into the sky island mountains of the West Desert last week caused my concerns about this years crop of Douglas Fir seeds to grow.
I like having my windows open so I can hear the sounds of birds when I can't be in the field. It helps me to hear them especially when the world is so crazy.
Two days ago I was able to spend a few minutes taking Black-capped Chickadee photos as small flock of them foraged in Common Mulleins.
I listen for birds everywhere I go. Their calls and songs help me to locate them so I can photograph and observe them as they go about their lives.
When this Mountain Chickadee came into view it was hanging from a juniper bough with two Douglas Fir seeds in its bill it appeared to be looking around for a place to cache its food.
I'm happy to have had these two little Black-capped Chickadees in my viewfinder this week. I enjoy seeing, hearing, and photographing these perky primarily black and white birds.
I saw and heard Black-capped and Mountain Chickadees yesterday morning but only this Black-capped Chickadee came in close enough for me to photograph.
When winter snow closes off my access to the mountains that I love to visit to find birds I find that it makes me feel wistful because I will miss the birds and the calmness I find up there.
Two mornings ago a small flock of Mountain Chickadees came in to forage on the seeds in some Douglas Fir trees and I had fun trying to keep up with the small dynamos.
Yesterday morning I spent a few minutes photographing Mountain Chickadees foraging in Douglas Fir trees which was a lot of fun but challenging too.
I wanted to share two photos of the Mountain Chickadees I photographed yesterday morning that flew in and fed on Douglas Fir seeds.
Two days ago this Black-capped Chickadee and several other others were moving through a willow thicket in a canyon in the Wasatch Mountains where I had been focusing on photographing warblers, tanagers, and vireos.
As a bird photographer I'm feeling a sense of urgency now that I didn't feel a few weeks ago because as I watch the migrants in the Wasatch Mountains getting ready for their long journeys I know that my time for photographing them this year is quickly running out.
This Black-capped Chickadee's plumage isn't in prime condition but I feel like my work as a bird photographer includes taking images of them looking great and not so great because it is all part of the cycle of their lives.
Typically I would prefer that all of the body of this Black-capped Chickadee was free of the out of focus elements in front of it but visually the abstract jumble of Autumn colored leaves stimulates my eyes and my brain.
I heard a familiar call, caught a flash of black, gray and white and spotted a Black-capped Chickadee land right in front of a Western Tent Caterpillar tent while calling out a clear "chickadee-dee-dee" to another chickadee that was nearby.
I spent some time yesterday morning observing, photographing and enjoying the songs and calls of Black-capped Chickadees in a high mountain canyon. Chickadees always bring a smile to my lips and yesterday was no exception.
Last week while photographing birds in Ophir Canyon I was able to take a short series of photos of a Mountain Chickadee perched in a juniper right after I photographed some bushtits.