


These House Sparrows enthusiastically embraced a dust bath. They’d just hopped over from a wash in a puddle, which they shared with a couple of African Silverbills. Even there, they got engaged in a tussle, all in good fun I expect.



These House Sparrows enthusiastically embraced a dust bath. They’d just hopped over from a wash in a puddle, which they shared with a couple of African Silverbills. Even there, they got engaged in a tussle, all in good fun I expect.

This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Feeding the Birds.’ See more responses here.
There’s one kind of bird feeder that has stood the test of time. An example of it is this Common Waxbill feeding a couple of youngsters.

Recently, I heard a soft chucking noise up in a Kiawe tree that was certainly not from one of the usual residents in the area. So I grabbed my camera and circled the tree trying to locate the source. It turned out to be this female Kalij Pheasant, a bird I almost always see on the ground.
The pheasant clambered through the branches as I tried to get a clear shot. Eventually, it found a good spot and stayed still, as pheasants do, and I was able to get close enough to snap a couple of photos.
Kalij Pheasaants are native to Southern Asia. They were brought to Hawaii in 1962 as game birds.



A Japanese White-eye explores the flowers of an Agave Attenuata.

This month’s Sunday Stills Color Challenge is ‘Red.’ See more responses here. A variety of subjects for this one!








This rather puffed up Zebra Dove was perched on the cable line, looking this way and that, as birds do. I’m always amazed at how they maintain their balance.

I came across this bull a while back on one of my walks. At that time, the area had not had rain for ages and the fields were dry and barren. I don’t know whether that was the cause for its demise or whether something else was happened. Either way, the cattle egrets weren’t too bothered, checking out the corpse for insects. The bull was gone the next day, and not because it got better.

A few days ago, several Rosy-faced Lovebirds showed up at work. They were very loud and the regular bird residents were not pleased by their appearance. These two kept returning to our windsock and I figured even birds need to know which way the wind is blowing.