The bluebird carries the sky on its back.
Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)
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This photo is special to me because I spent quite a long time capturing this moment. Every time I got near enough to snap the shutter, the meadowlark would fly to another tree. Throughout the whole time, it never stopped singing.
Owl's Eye View
Which is up? Which is down?
The Little Blue Heron's plumage is not blue until it reaches adulthood.
This hawk decided the best place to wait for dinner was at our bird feeder.
As it flies over the water, the snowy egret dangles its bright yellow feet into the water's surface to stir up unsuspecting prey. It will also shuffle its feet while walking in the water.
This heron is named for its blue, white, and maroon coloration.