In this morning’s email was a message with a photo taken from a hotel balcony along the southwest Florida coast. The white sand beach curved along cobalt water underneath a graduated blue sky. Here is Iowa, we looked out this morning on a marshmellow white world with snow still falling. We decided not to go to the workout at the gym. If we had we would have missed this lovely bird.
The Mourning Dove, who frequently visits, was perched on the wire from which we hang several feeders. She was huddled against the fluffy hat worn by the round squirrel baffle over the peanut feeder. Snow on her back made a lacey shawl. She heard the kitchen window open, something she has heard before, but did not fly. A Carolina Wren snatched a peanut from the feeder and flew to eat it in the crabapple tree.
She paid closer attention to the long lens (300mm with a 2x teleconverter) than to the 70-200 zoom. This one is full frame while the top image is a crop from the shorter lens’ file. She is still on the wire though she shook off the snow and is collecting a new covering.
When the snow lets up a bit we will put out ground feed for her and the Juncos who stop by. The heated bird water is a mini caldera with steep snow sides that needs to be pushed away. And of course, there will be shovelling that will take the place of the gym workout.