A few bird pictures from yesterday and today.
The red-winged blackbird has again refused to fly straight toward me when I have a camera to hand. One of these days, I will get the shot I’ve been aiming for while in flight towards the light. Meanwhile, here he is telling his rivals to stay away, by flaring the red patches on his wings and screeching. Not very effective as there are at least three with nests in the reeds down the hill and they share my garden with mild mutual hostility.
I already posted the next one on Facebook/Twitter, but here it is for those who just follow this blog (including the print edition), along with two more bonus pictures. This was a day and night with a bitter cold north wind, that was ruffling its feathers, with different effect depending which way it was facing. I find the variety of types of feather fascinating, especially if you think of how the development systems produce all that variation.
We also have orioles around, both Baltimore and Garden. Here is the female Baltimore, preening and just sitting in the dogwood.