For raptors in particular hunting and roosting perches are close to essential but these days they’re at a premium at Farmington Bay WMA. And the situation is rapidly deteriorating.
On those occasions when I see injured birds surviving and even thriving it makes my day.
The combination of cold frost and warm light almost sounds like a contradiction but those were the conditions I was dealing with yesterday morning soon after dawn.
Two days ago this Red-tailed Hawk had me wondering if I was in some kind of time warp.
A grab shot that worked out pretty well. Usually my grab shots are nothing but garbage.
Not everyone’s favorite bird but a lifer always gets my attention, no matter the species.
In the 30 years I’ve lived in this house I’ve never seen a scrub jay in my yard. Until yesterday.
American Kestrels are notoriously difficult to approach but bring on the cold and sometimes I think they must have glue on their feet.
