Now that it is really getting warm out, my makeshift birdbath is a busy place. These birds go wild in the bowl with water going everywhere. They have become so used to us sitting on the porch that they ignore us and continue with their routine. In fact, when our friend Barb was here doing her morning yoga, they joined in and got her wet. Even our P.I.T.A. West Indian Woodpecker enjoys it.
Mockingbird
The Bananquit water dance...
I love the call of the Red-Winged Blackbird. It reminds us of when we used to camp and boat in the Everglades.
Unfortunately our hummingbirds have already moved on, and in a couple of weeks, so will we! All our birds will miss us...or at least their fresh water baths.
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