Warm afternoon, and the heavy scent of honeysuckle in bloom,
how could any hummer resist?
Walking back from the honeysuckle vine towards the house, through the lower orchard, saw the same western bluebird family with the fledglings, at least four of them.
Pacific Slope flycatcher, a sneaky shot through the branches, difficult to get close to this very small and shy little bird.
It was in a good tree, there were tiny moths erupting everywhere, having just emerged from being caterpillars.
Also in the skies over the lower orchard, saw our magnificent resident female red-tail hawk has gotten into some kind of scrape, where she has a gash of feathers missing on one of her wings.
It's tough being a bird in the wild, even for the hawks.
Young pine siskin at the back yard bird bath