I absolutely love black capped chickadees.  I can’t even tell you why.  Of course, they are cute and are almost fearless.  They will let you go pretty close to them.  Some of them are really tiny birds.  I just love watching them come to and fro our feeders.  And try to get as close to them as I can.  Their antics amuse me.  I get a steady stream of them.  I love watching them.

The bird totems facing away from my front door had to be exactly diagonally. I wanted the birds to be welcomed in my yard.  It was just a small detail but I made sure they were facing in that direction.  In my mind the birds knew and came accordingly so I made sure of that small detail.  I wanted as many visitors as possible to come to my feed.  I loved watching them.

I still watch birds after all these years.  I love identifying them and seeing a new species for the first time.  I have four feeders which I can view from my large living room window.

The one filled with suet is placed near the trunk of my large white pine tree.  I still get a kick out of watching the downy woodpeckers come and go up and down the trunk of the tree seemingly at attention.

The beauty of the larger red bellied woodpecker still takes my breath away.  Other species of woodpeckers have come but usually it is only the downy woodpecker and the occasional red bellied.

I spotted a grosbeak feeding on the ground the last two days but I am still trying to pin down the exact species.  I had never seen one before.

I was driving once on a major highway and a ruffed grouse literally “exploded” in front of me missing my windshield by inches.

Every time I visit a friend there is the same blue heron wading in the same spot in the same pond as if it had not moved an inch in weeks.

It was not until I had moved to this state did I see a great egret, a big majestic white bird.  Now I search for a glimpse of him every time as I travel along the Susquehanna River.  They migrate South in the Fall.  The egrets usually can be found wading at the perimeter of the islands.  Usually I see the smaller white snowy egret, though.

God has made so many types of birds and I glory in his creations.  When I least expect it I see a new species.  I still love watching and identifying birds after more than a half of century.  I feel old now.