ALONE ON A WINDY RIDGE: What's there to say

Sunday, April 25, 2010

What's there to say

...when there's so much singing going on outside?

This little guy was singing in the willow by my office window, so I cranked it open and took a few pics. Mostly I just listened. Noted the balance.

10 comments:

tracy said...: Nice bird! It looks like a girl--mostly because of the colour. I've never seen a red/pink bird before!; 25/4/10 9:14 PM
Brenda Schmidt said...: It sure is! It's a male purple finch. A lovely songster.; 25/4/10 9:30 PM
Paula Jane said...: what a beauty!; 26/4/10 10:49 AM
Brenda Schmidt said...: And yay he's still singing!; 26/4/10 10:52 AM
Ian LeTourneau said...: I wish I could just click "Like" because that's all I want to say, but I also like how the guide describes the colour as "dipped in raspberry juice." Wonderful! Two flickers today--oh how i love Spring; 29/4/10 3:36 PM
Brenda Schmidt said...: I love flickers! And yes, spring rules!; 29/4/10 5:34 PM
Lorri Neilsen Glenn said...: You rule, Brenda. I love your blog. Thanks for the bird and the observations and the wit and the photos...; 30/4/10 1:42 AM
Brenda Schmidt said...: Thanks, LNG! You just made my day!; 30/4/10 7:20 AM
Shawna Lemay said...: what a beauty! have never seen such a bird either - and to have it in your own backyard! too cool.; 2/5/10 9:16 AM
Brenda Schmidt said...: It is cool. And this is one of the birds that I've been assigned to write a species account on for an upcoming book which I'll say more about when it goes into production.; 2/5/10 9:32 AM

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