At the little house in the big woods, we are lucky to have birds year round. However, in the spring, we have even more, and the trees are a aflutter with the little beauties. In addition, they sing to attract mates and to establish territory. This means the backyard in spring is an audio delight as well as a visual one.
Needless to say, the birds don’t pose for me so that I can take their pictures. As I sit on the patio, I have camera in hand, waiting, waiting for a good shot. Because the birds are always on the move, I take a lot of bad photos of them, but occasionally I get a relatively good one in the mix.
Here is one of a purple finch, caught in the act of vocalizing.
Sing, little bird. Sing. Spring is here.