While I’m fortunate to see Eastern bluebirds during much of the year on my birding outings, it’s rare to see them at home. Two of them surprised my wife and me a few mornings back as we were eating breakfast at the kitchen table. One perched briefly on our suet feeder while another hung out at the base of one of the trees to which our hammock is attached.
On Saturday, another glorious fall day, I sat on our patio late in the afternoon, drinking a beer (OK, 2 beers!) while listening to the Mets-Phillies game through my iPhone. Another bluebird appeared, perching on a small trellis that borders a bed for day lilies along the line between our property and the golf course adjacent to our lot.
That bird spent about 10 minutes surveying things from the trellis, and at one point I thought I should sneak into the house and grab my camera. But, no, I decided to stay put and gaze happily at the bluebird, a pleasant sight that lingers still in memory, no photo needed.
The photo topping this post is from a while back, conjuring up more memories of the beautiful sialia sialis. 🦅
The Jersey Birder 