Barring even more late snows, these should be the last of the pictures featuring fluffy white stuff you should have to endure from me for a while. Unless, of course, I take a sudden interest in cotton batting or pillow stuffing...
Sparrows are right up there with the juncos, chickadees and other unassuming feathered critters - I really enjoy watching their earnest, busy antics. There have been several different varieties migrating through the area.
This song sparrow took full advantage of sunflower heart handouts.
I am amply rewarded by beautiful music.
The white-crowned sparrow had me confused for a while, because I wasn't sure it was supposed to be here, but I am assured that they come through with the other sparrows every year. Sadly, they don't stick around to nest, but that makes their short visits even more special.
I also have a sweet tree sparrow flitting around the yard, but it dives into the middle of a bush every time I reach for the camera. It's a shy little rascal - I'll have to keep trying.