About your blog, you might want to correct the bushtit's nest name; I also used to call them titmouses (something about the word "tit" sticks in our minds, eh?) Took me years to get "bushtit" right!
I was amused by my mistake, but curious about my link in yesterday's post to a blogger who rehabbed a titmouse. Surely, we weren't both making up a new bird species. I was relieved to find that, such a thing as a titmouse exists. I googled titmouse and bushtit this evening, and found some pictures and information to compare and contrast these two birds.
I imagine you have already guessed that today I visited the heronry, again. But, with only an afternoon visit, I
feel less inclined to think of myself as obsessed. Phew!
My favorite picture of the day was this crow. He spent quite some time watching me take pictures of the herons. I could swear he muttered, "It's about time," when I finally turned my attention in his direction. I think he was rather pleased to pose for me.I also liked these daffodils (trevithian, I think). Bill says they make him think of diesel train horns, or an 18-wheeler horn. He says to take your pick.
I sat on the curb to take the photos, so the trees look very small, or perhaps, the flowers huge.
He now moves past her, and gets in position to pass the twig. These two have the barest beginnings of a nest. I look forward to watching it grow. I sure hope they can work quickly!
I love the way they each take on the same stance in this and the next picture. Here, they lean to their right. He has a twig in his mouth, but I could swear he's smiling.
Here, they both look up. Do you notice the nest looks ever so slightly more substantial?