We saw a robin yesterday. The first robin of Fall, as it were.
No, I know this isn’t a robin. I took the picture to show David this unusual bird that visited the feeder and so that we could identify it. We decided she’s a black-headed grosbeak.
It’s a funny thing, being on the southern end of the Front Range now, because the birds appear in reverse order.
When we arrived, it was all about the hummingbirds, thrashers, bluebirds, jays and towhees. Now the humingbirds have all gone, even the last couple of intrepid ones that stayed to milk the feeder and the butterfly bushes as long as possible.
Then the jerichoes arrived. They stayed a few days and moved along.
Now the robins.
I know it’s unlikely, but I feel like these are birds that have left Laramie when the first snows hit. They’ve migrated down the Front Range, just as we did. They stop here to fuel up on their way to Mexico or farther.
Hi and bye.