Monday, April 02, 2007
If I could have a soundtrack for this post it would be Etta James singing "At Last." I cannot tell you how many times I have reached for my camera to photograph our gorgeous boreal chickadees only to be foiled by their elusiveness. Unlike their little black-capped cousins they are shy. They vant to be alone. They fly out of the hemlock for the suet feeder like they are on a mission, they peck, look around suspiciously and then bee-line right back to the hemlock. No lingering for the boreal chickdee. Finally, Friday morning I got one to pose at the suet feeder. Isn't this a beautiful bird? Look at the color on the underbelly. I just love them. And finally I get to share them.