A few evenings back, from the living room window, I saw a flash of orange land on the silver maple tree. As the norm, I was compelled to investigate.
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| photos are, at times, out of focus as I shoot throught two panes of glass in addition to two camera lenses; other times, in focus |
My eyes roamed, my neck twisted and turned until I finally saw that orange…bird; beautiful and another near first for me to see in my yard. Becky had noticed an orange bird weeks ago land in that same tree. I was unable to take notice until I managed a quick, almost non-existent glimpse as the bird flew away. But this recent sighting was much longer in duration and within feet of my semi-hidden location.
The bird moved from branch to branch; sometimes in full sight and at other times adeptly hidden by the still full foliage of the tree. I strained to get a better look. I truly valued those few minutes of watching that stunning orange bird! When would I get that chance again?
Days later, I am still trying to decide on the species of that bird. I really have only two choices: a Baltimore Oriole or a Summer Tanager; female, to be sure.
My precarious vote…Baltimore Oriole.
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