My Father’s Birds

The following pictures were taken at the cemetery where my father is buried.

This covey of quail was a pleasant surprise when we went to visit my father's grave. I have had the distinct pleasure of quail hunting with my father. These critters brought back memories.

Here they are again jumping off the rock wall.

A cactus wren, next to a cactus. How appropriate!

And another shot of the cactus wren.

A gilded flicker.

A gilded flicker again, from a different angle.

Last but not least, I think this is a black-chinned hummingbird.