2-3 pm birdies

There's this song by Band of Horses called "Infinite Arms." It's good for a lot of reasons, one of which is the lines:

I love the morning/ I like to listen/ to 4 am birdies/ begging to feed... 

I don't know why I love that so much. Maybe because it's this neck-tattoed scraggly-haired rocker dude singing about "birdies" in such an unembarrassed and earnest way.

Anyway, I really like birdies too, and so, of course, does this guy:

But 4 am is just plain crazytalk. Early afternoon sounds more like it to me.

So, yesterday I caught the Carolina Wren at the feeder and decided I was determined to get a picture of her. I ended up sitting the window for about 45 minutes watching birds and taking pictures of them, being very still and quiet and feeling a little like I was doing yoga. I didn't realize I'd be birdwatching for so long. It just happened, and fortunately, I'd already finished my lesson plans.

I'm working (slowly) on improving my photography skills. For the moment, here's where I am:

Titmouse

Chickadee (Carolina?)

And finally, the lovely Carolina Wren. What a cute face--totally worth waiting for.