Wednesday, May 11, 2011


Call me what you will but I can't resist my avian friends.

These are bluejays.  Or mountain jays, to be specific.  They were either friendly or mating.  I'd suspect the latter since they don't often seem very friendly.

A bit later this big-breasted robin showed up.

He took an interest in the bird bath.

Apparently being accustomed to such appliances, he knew that fresh cold water wasn't just for drinking.

Having splashed most of the water out onto the ground, he turned and glared at me, as if to say "Hey, do I stare at you when you take a bath?"


The Bug said...

These are great! We love watching the birds in our back yard. We've gotten some pretty good bathing pictures - they're so cute!

Anonymous said...

These are some really great shots. I love blue jays but the gray jays are much friendlier and will eat from your hand.

Lowandslow said...

He is fastidious, isn't he? Great photography. :)


Steve said...

Very nice.

Thérèse said...

You have here a nice serie!

carollynde said...

Bruce I love your Rockin' Robin. Blue Jays are beautiful, but they always bring to mind the 1992 World Series where my Atlanta Braves became the first team to lose the Championship to another country...the Toronto Blue Jays. I was there. It hurt. And some pain just stays with you. Carol

Catalyst said...

Good thing you weren't a Brooklyn Dodger fan like I used to be. Those fans had to get used to losing the big one . . usually to the hated New York Yankees. But you're right about the pain lasting - I still hate the Yankees!