Showing posts with label Cedar Waxwing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cedar Waxwing. Show all posts

Thursday, June 25, 2020

Cedar Waxwings


We have had a flock of 5 or more Cedar Waxwings hanging around the
backyard for the last couple of months. They are such elegant birds.

"Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. '
from Flying at Night 
by Ted Kooser






Sunday, September 9, 2012


"For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. 
For nature it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad."  
Edwin Way Teale  
Autumn Across America, 


This weekend we could not make it to 
the park so these photos are from last 
weekend. Fall was in the air and the leaves.


Shaun



and Wendolene were in fine form.



The were few ducks and ducklings left.





And a small flock of Pine Siskins had joined 
the Waxwings.










"The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on."

Autumn 
  Emily Dickinsen


Saturday, August 6, 2011

Last week I was at the pond in the park near work
photographing damselflies. I had been noticing one
or two birds flying above the pond feeding on insects for
weeks and while they did not look like swallows I never got a
 good look. But now there were lots of them, all nesting on
a  small island. A closer look and I realized they were
cedar waxwings, I had never seen this behaviour
but a look at a reference book and the Cornell Lab
of Ornithology site confirmed it. There were eight or more
waxwings taking advantage of the protection offered by the
small island in the pond. I like watching birds but I really
like experiencing behaviours I have never seen before.
And it was another lesson in paying attention to nature and
the wonders of background reading.







"But nothing you ever understand will be sweeter, or more binding,
than this deep affinity between your eyes and the world."

Mary Oliver
Terns