Bird watching.
A young Cooper’s hawk (Accipiter cooperii) keeping an eye out for a potential meal. At Ash Canyon Bird Sanctuary, Cochise County, Arizona.
Bird watching.
A young Cooper’s hawk (Accipiter cooperii) keeping an eye out for a potential meal. At Ash Canyon Bird Sanctuary, Cochise County, Arizona.
Bruiser.
A few weeks ago I noticed this little first-year male Anna’s hummingbird at Ash Canyon. He was injured; the tips of his upper and lower beak were dangling, barely attached. The damage looked a lot like a badly torn fingernail. Birds’ beaks are made of the same keratin as nails, only they can’t grow back once they are broken. A few days later the dangling parts dropped off.
There’s no way to tell what caused his injury—conflict, collision, or some accident while feeding—but I worried that he wouldn’t last long without a fully functional beak. Somehow he seems to be thriving.
Anna’s hummingbirds are resident here all winter; I expect he will stay close, where he has a consistent food source. When I first noticed him he was only eating insects that he caught on the wing, even though he was badly hurt. He has begun feeding at flowers again, which accounts for the smudge of pollen on his forehead. And he has become fiercely protective of his favorite feeder at the sanctuary, so at least I can find him in the crowd and keep track of his progress.
Rock squirrel kits at work and play.
At the Ash Canyon Bird Sanctuary, Cochise County, Arizona. Please click any photo in the set for enlarged views.
I know exactly how he feels.
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Recent hummingbirds at Ash Canyon.
From top:
Rufous (Selasphorus rufus). This immature male is displaying the first of his brilliant gold gorget feathers.
Broad-tailed (Selasphorus platycercus) taking an early morning dip.
Anna’s (Calypte anna).
Broad-billed female (Cynanthus latirostris).
Male and female calliope (Selasphorus calliope). We are in the last days of the late-summer stopover in southeastern Arizona, before most of the hummingbirds complete their migration and move on to Central and South America. The calliopes are the most recent visitors to arrive, and I am completely captivated by them. The male is such a standout, with his long, garnet-colored gorget feathers. But the tiny female has won my heart. I rarely see her at nectar feeders; she has a marked preference for flowers. Calliopes are the smallest hummingbirds in the United States, with bodies no bigger than the final joint of my thumb. I love the irony of this tiny bird sharing the name of the Greek muse Calliope, the muse of eloquence and epic poetry, and the most assertive and powerful of the nine muses.
At the Bird Cage. Tombstone, Arizona.
Nightshirt.
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