Since 1/1/11 I have been describing what I see in the back yard. I occasionally digress.
Tuesday, May 5, 2026
Windy
Sunday, August 18, 2024
3 frogs
I overslept. A cicada killer was busy around the violets next to the birdbath. A hummer was hungry for breakfast.
One frog sat on the top step of the pool ladder. It evicted itself as I came close. The other two were on my "rescue stick" that I wedged into the coping to aid critters to escape drowning. One was sitting on top of the other. By the time I got out and got the camera one frog had left. The other stayed put the whole time I swam around. After I got out, there were two frogs again.
The hummer was standing guard in the dogwood again. Blue jays got excited about the barkbutter balls. A female bluebird tried to get a few. Even a female cardinal sampled them. The bald male stuck with seeds. The female downy came for seeds too. A song sparrow pounced on a fallen seed.
The wind grew very gusty especially when a cloud blocked the sun. The fungus under the oak reappeared. A blue dasher guarded the patio. The Argiope with wanderlust was still behind my chair. Tiny midges swarmed over a stinkbug the Argiope had wrapped. The blue dasher was replaced by a larger skimmer, maybe a slaty. And still I got bit.
Monday, February 19, 2024
Final GBBC day
After a break, I started again at 2pm for another hour and a half. This time a pileated woodpecker showed up. 3 orioles including a male, 2 white throats, 2 cardinals, a mockingbird, 2 mallards, 3 red winged blackbirds, 2 starlings, a female brown headed cowbird, a persistent brown headed nuthatch, and at least 5 warblers, some pine and some yellow rumped finished my count for the year.
Apparently the afternoon was warm enough for a midge to fly and land on the window.
Saturday, April 2, 2022
Chipping sparrow
The wind finally weakened somewhat and the creek wasn't so rough. However, it was chilly. Starlings showed up so frequently I assume they moved in. This annoyed the bluebirds. A male red bellied woodpecker followed a starling on the suet. A myrtle warbler tried to get a turn.
At lunch, a chipping sparrow got into a squabble with another bird. I didn't see the second bird till they were flying around the yard so I don't know what it was. A junco got a drink and a brown headed nuthatch got a seed. A female red bellied woodpecker fed on the suet, again following a starling. One starling discovered the barkbutter balls. A mockingbird also helped itself to barkbutter balls.
I photographed a midge on the window and tried to photograph a mosquito. Pelicans and the white gulls came back for more fish.
Monday, March 2, 2020
Warm
I sat outside for a while but, between the breeze and the clouds, it was a bit chilly. Downy woodpeckers decided it was safe to have suet despite my presence The red bellied woodpecker wasn't so sure.The cherry had begun to leaf out. One violet was in flower.
A midge clung to the window. The moon was visible among thin clouds. A pine warbler came for suet not long before sunset.
Sunday, February 23, 2020
Warming
An egret fished under the dam. A hoodie pair preened on the gently rippled water. Gulls monitored the creek from above. A heron stood on a dock post. And I spotted an eagle soaring very high. A row of turtles basked on their favorite log.
The downy woodpeckers eventually arrived, followed by a female red bellied woodpecker. Later on she checked out different spots on the oak trunk.
A blue jay pretended it wasn't interested in bark butter balls. When it thought it was unobserved, it stuffed its beak full like a row of peas in their pod. Then a white throat checked to see if anything had fallen out.
Sunday, April 7, 2019
Beautiful day
As usual, I was inside for too much of it. And when I was outside, I didn't see much and mostly took pictures of plants. There were yellow-kneed wasps harvesting wood from the bench. A small cloud of midges danced above the bench. An industrious downy woodpecker stuffed herself with suet. An egret stalked the low tide shallows below the dam.
Oak leaves emerged above the flower tassels. The domestic cherry tree was loaded with blossoms. Red maple keys glittered in the sun.Sunday, January 6, 2019
Predators
Yesterday's wind was no more. The sun shone on a mirror of water. The feeders were very quiet at breakfast. A few white throats kicked mulch until they all suddenly flew off. Then the reason why stuck its head up above the top step. The feral cat was back, but it gave up on the empty scene.
Sometime later birds began to appear. Female orioles were wise to keep a wary watch. An immature cooper's hawk shot across the yard and landed in the redwood. I only got one photo (through a screen) before it took off again.Time passed and a nervous male red bellied woodpecker landed on the feeder post. But the suet must have felt too exposed because he flew away. A myrtle warbler ventured out, soon followed by a downy woodpecker. Then the orioles returned. Pine warblers joined them, the males looking a bit like shrunken female orioles. Finally, a male oriole arrived, but only for a minute.
In the afternoon, a few buffleheads floated on the creek while a heron observed from a channel marker. The red bellied woodpecker circled through the trees. A myrtle warbler and the orioles stayed up in the trees too. The afternoon got warm enough to hatch a midge but I didn't see other insects. A squirrel ate dogwood buds. Sunset painted a pink blush on haze and thin pleats of cumulus.




