In a recent blog post I bellyached about driving 240 miles over five hours and not finding a single cooperative bird. I sure didn’t have that problem yesterday at Farmington.
It’s my tendency to appreciate native bird species more than I do those that have been introduced but right or wrong I tend to make an exception for the California Quail.
Three days ago I found a covey of California Quail down by the Jordan River. I watched them forage for food for a while and then something interesting happened.