9/16

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Making sure it gets its recommended daily allowance of red.

9/15

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com It’s kind of like when you stick your index finger into the Nutella jar to get every last bit of goodness you can.

9/14

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Resting up during a busy afternoon of decimating the local fly population.

9/13

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Sometimes bird photography means getting up before the rooster crows. Sometimes it means tromping across muddy fields. Sometimes it means fighting through brushy woods. And sometimes you can just sit on a park bench on the Tiburon waterfront and watch the pelicans zoom across

9/12

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com When I come home to you, San Francisco, Your golden sun will shine for me

9/11

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Kingfishers don’t laze about the shoreline with a fishing pole and a cold beer. Instead, they dive straight into the water to snatch their prey, and as you can see here they’re pretty well designed for that.

9/10

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Today is the 40th anniversary of the blind date where I met Joyce Erickson, my co-conspirator in this and many other life adventures. 😍

9/9

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com The fir cones are starting to open up. It’s a great time to be a nuthatch!

9/8

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Yep, it’s got yellow legs!

9/7

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com I don’t post many internet finds, but I liked this little clip of a very busy hummingbird. I think it’s an Anna.

9/6

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Ma Martin’s diaper service. After feeding the kids, she cleans up their poops into a little white ball and takes them away.

9/5

bird.o.the.day@gmail.com First, it was up in the tree… And then it was speeding away with its catch!