There is something primal and prehistoric about the pileated woodpecker. In watching them, they cock their heads to tune their ears into the minute critters living inside of wood…especially the porch. Ha! Seeing this bird seems like a rarity and it gives me the good feeling that I am going to have a great day. We live in their territory which bodes well in my heart. The male has the most intense yellow eyes; his pupils always dilated. Unfortunately, none of the photos I took were focused enough to show the details. The female however has dark eyes with no pupil that I can see. She’s as big as he is. Both so beautiful.
Eastern bluebirds are stunning to see. The male bluebird is around the feeder a lot but the female must be busy somewhere else, because we rarely see her. I keep my camera on the kitchen table. These are taken without a tripod and I haven’t enhanced the color. Just lucky shots and a great camera. Canon EOS Rebel 18mg.
It seems the male bluebird is left to give lessons to these youngsters. They beg to be taken care of and fed. The male ignores them and then will give them a tidbit every now and then. If he gave them food all the time, how would they fend for themselves? They now get their own food from the feeders. There is a lesson here for us humans in raising our young.