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.