Ahhh, home at The Holler!
I’ve told you before, The Holler is ‘for the birds.’
And this is just how we like it!
Check out the cheeky, chirpy ones.
The beep-beep felt like a photo-op today,
and even forgot to run away!
He actually posed and beeped, vain meeper!
The mocking bird was in modeling mode, although still a very coy boy.
Cheers to you from The Holler and the world’s best neighbors~
The Holler really is ‘for the birds,’
but, then, as you’ve probably noticed by now, so am I!
They make the nicest neighbors,
greeting us in the mornings, and flocking in droves to the feeders at sunset.
Our son calls the roadrunners our “pets.”
But they are wild creatures, who choose to live inside the refuge of our fences, which protect them from the Holler Wiley E’s.
We also have found our refuge here, amongst this wild family.
Cheers to you from wild creatures great & small because they are your family too, after all~
Woody Woodpecker is so shy!
He sits on the roof and watches the wild birds on the feeders but will never eat, so I have bought a special woodpecker nut mix in hopes of drawing him in. For now though, he just watches from afar.
Beep-Beep spends much of his days snooping at us through windows. Here he is watching me at my desk as I blog. This was shot through the window so there is some distortion. He was about a foot from my face.
The baby house finches are still caging meals from their parents.
Grosbeaks are new Holler residents.
Hawks always watch over everything, and have never yet gone after any of the birds.
Although they certainly like to watch them closely!
Cheers to you from The Holler’s Audubon garden.
The roadrunner did his usual morning investigations and stopped for a nano-second to barely let me get this shot. He’s a very fast evader. He has to be to get away from all the Wiley E’s.
These little finches have left their nest and are almost ready to fly away, but not quite yet. You can see they are fledged, but still have bits of down. I didn’t dare take more than this pic because they froze in stillness when they saw me and I didn’t want to scare them. Their parents nest every year in our inner courtyard.
This is the nest they left this morning.
Some birds like the red-tailed hawks reuse they nests each year, but not the finches. They rebuild the new nest right by the old ones.
This little guy was scratching for bugs in his favorite spot….
The lizards sibs were sunning on a rock….
When this intruder sashayed in.
Resulting in many defensive push-ups in the spiny lizard community, but not much else, they were way too comfy resting in the sun.
The bumbles were buzzing.
The flutters were flying.
The hummingbird resting.
The bunnies eating.
When the sun set a fire on another holler night.
Sweet dreams from The Holler!
