The continual battle for food goes on from sunup to sundown. They are so pretty when the sun reflects on their colors. The left is a rust colored rufous hummingbird. On the right is a green one.
At the bottom of the hill by the burn pile you look out to the east over the commercial oyster beds.
To the west is a view of Freestad Lake. It is a man made lake dug out by Sig Freestad so the campers could swim without waiting for the tide to come in. It is a salt water lake. Right now we have a problem with jelly fish, which unfortunately sting when disturbed.
A salmon berry blossom.
Wild honeysuckle. The humming birds love this.
Part of the trees on the bluff. This tree has the most beautiful rust colored leaves.
If you can make it out, it is a humming bird nest. It is attached to a stem of Oregon Grape. I didn't get to see the momma on the nest. Any sound and they are out of there.
Down by the grass dumping pile, I found 3 peacocks or peahens. They were not disturbed by me at all. Just gave me the once over and went on their merry way. This is very near the Blue Heron Rookery. We call it the white forest. Will have to get some pictures of them in the future and also of the bald eagles that fly over. More later....
The continual battle for food goes on from sunup to sundown. They are so pretty when the sun reflects on their colors. The left is a rust colored rufous hummingbird. On the right is a green one.
At the bottom of the hill by the burn pile you look out to the east over the commercial oyster beds.
To the west is a view of Freestad Lake. It is a man made lake dug out by Sig Freestad so the campers could swim without waiting for the tide to come in. It is a salt water lake. Right now we have a problem with jelly fish, which unfortunately sting when disturbed.
A salmon berry blossom.
Wild honeysuckle. The humming birds love this.
Part of the trees on the bluff. This tree has the most beautiful rust colored leaves.
If you can make it out, it is a humming bird nest. It is attached to a stem of Oregon Grape. I didn't get to see the momma on the nest. Any sound and they are out of there.
Down by the grass dumping pile, I found 3 peacocks or peahens. They were not disturbed by me at all. Just gave me the once over and went on their merry way. This is very near the Blue Heron Rookery. We call it the white forest. Will have to get some pictures of them in the future and also of the bald eagles that fly over. More later....
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I've been catching up on all you blogging this morning! What a pleasure it as been! I love your descriptions and pictures! How did you ever get that fabulous picture of the humming birds? Thanks for brightening my morning!
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