The other day, an American Goldfinch took quite an interest in the feeder and spent quite a bit of non-productive time there.
Hey, that's for the hummingbirds. I know hummingbirds and you, my friend, are no hummingbird.
As if to prove me wrong, the goldfinch tried to drink. I knew that beak wasn't going to fit.
I've always wondered what it feels like to be a hummingbird.
The bird moved to the opposite side of the feeder.
The luck was no better there.
Well, it was worth a try anyhow.
One of the great things about living in the mountains is watching the evening sun. As the sun slips behind the mountains, certain areas become shaded and others continue to be bathed in the golden sun.
This is a shot from my driveway yesterday afternoon. We're getting some autumn color, and today we are actually getting some rain. Now, if would could get a normal gasoline supply...