The Bohemian Waxwing is an ephemeral delight. It forages in large winter flocks that briefly visit some berries only to then vanish from sight for weeks. It is two months since I last managed images. At that earlier time there was snow on the ground and the birds were eating waxberries (waxing alliteratively). This time, a flock of perhaps two hundred, focused attention on rowan berries (mountain ash).
The flock picked a staging tree (cedar, in this case) from which it would fly to the berries in waves.
These birds can be remarkably acrobatic as they avoid branches and each other.
Pleasure in observing comes from the antics, the forms and the colours. The white streaks are from a light rain.
“I’ve got mine.”
Such beautiful birds – their wings and bodies really do look like they are made of wax
Such beautiful pictures.An envious amateur birding photographer.
Those are wonderful pictures. Thank you Irene McI
Your photos are truly remarkable. Thank you for the pleasure they bring.