Since he is no longer a stranger, I wonder what nickname we can come up with for Les?
I'm sure I will think of something.
After dropping the kids off for a sleepover at Mom's, I headed out to Les' M.A.P.S. banding site.
The weather was perfect today...in the seventies with little humidity. Much of the eastern U.S. has been enjoying lower-than-average temperatures, and this gal is NOT complaining about it.
Did you know that young birds (like this HY [Hatch Year]White-breasted nuthatch) have fluffy butts?
I very much wanted to kiss this sweet little nuthatch...
...but given the force behind the bill, I chose to keep my lips to myself.
The "cool" bird of the day, a first for this site:
A HY (and very pissed off) Pileated woodpecker.
Check the crest...I wanted to rub it and make a wish.
These birds are massive, at least for a non-raptor (hee hee)...
Though not dependent on its parents anymore, it nonetheless gave out some pitiful and creepy calls to them as they waited in the trees. (The sound was akin to someone squeezing a squirrel)
All that drama must have made it hungry, so it decided to eat Les.
Nets have to be taken down every day, so an errant deer or turkey doesn't go galluping through them....
Did you know that mist nets also make great Halloween wigs?