This morning I noticed what looked like bird poo on my garbage bin lid. But before I made steps to hose it off I did a double take.
|The splayed feet add a clever splat illusion ...|
|... but a wayward antenna spoiled the ruse.|
Likely overlooking the fake poo, the male Baltimore oreole is busy feeding his youngsters with insects, berries and the occasional beakful of grape jelly.
|An oreole child coaxes for more after receiving a small insect from dad.|
|Grape jelly is part of the desert menu.|
On my desert menu these days are sweet and flavourful wild strawberries. They are small but absolutely delicious.
|Who could resist these tiny but flavourful sun ripened beauties?|
|A honey bee enjoying her favourite tipple of Anchusa nectar.|
A couple of nights ago I had a special treat. My yard light's motion sensor tripped on, causing me to look out my window. Imagine my surprise when a lovely fox strolled up the path and casually sauntered off into the night. He was a real beauty. So I decided to set up my night cam on the deck to see if it would come back. Bingo!
|Such an elegant visitor to my backyard!|