Our summer is short. After a few weeks of record high temperatures, as August arrives, I can feel the cooler air creeping in.
At the Pond, August brings a harvest of berries and edible delights for the birds:
Here are some of the guests relishing Nature’s feast.
Forget about worms, these succulent fruits are tastier. The young Robin learns fast:
The American Goldfinch, bending over forward:
The Cedar Waxwing knows her etiquettes, always graceful and poised:
Among them all, I must say my favourite is the Yellow Warbler. They are not fond of berries, but there are lots to eat around here. I’m most grateful for their taste. Here’s why: Mosquitoes eat me; warblers eat mosquitoes. Simple as that.
What more, it’s no simple feat to sing with a mosquito in your mouth:
In a few weeks, the Warblers will be gone, and I’ll be capturing scenes of Autumn. Yes, that soon. But for now, I’ll feast on summer sights. So, eat to your heart’s content, my Warbler friend.