The Bird is the Word

12 Aug

During barley harvest this year, I had a couple of unique photo opportunities of birds of the very large variety. I don’t know what it is about birds, but the women in my family have always loved them. I remember my Grandma Marcie’s big, color, hardback bird book on a shelf in her living room. My mom always had a bird feeder and was naming different species as we’d see them land on a fence wire. And for my birthday this year, I asked for a book on birds found in Wyoming.

So, while I don’t know much about these winged things, I love watching them and capturing them. Maybe my friend Brittany over at Chasing Birds can offer some insights.

Bird is the Word | The Farm Paparazzi

Turkey vulture. He’s not ugly…he’s unique…okay, he’s ugly. But, you try eating road kill for a living.

Bird is the Word | The Farm Paparazzi

I heard that! I’m outta here.

Sandhill Crane double dinner date.

Sandhill Crane double dinner date.

Bird is the Word | The Farm Paparazzi

I do say, old chap, the barley is absolutely divine this time of year.

If you’re an aspiring bird nerd, here are a couple links for more info:

http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Turkey_Vulture/id

http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Sandhill_Crane/id

God Bless You & American Agriculture,

Liz

Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Matthew 6:25 (NLT)

3 Responses to “The Bird is the Word”

  1. teresahmilner August 12, 2015 at 2:24 am #

    Love the turkey vulture pictures! I haven’t seen any sandhills over our way yet. Lots of herons and hawks, but no sandhills. I miss hearing them at night!

    • thefarmpaparazzi August 12, 2015 at 1:39 pm #

      We used to call the herons “pig chickens” when I grew up at Chugwater. They would sit in their nests and click like chickens and then screech like a pig. Made us laugh!

  2. Brittany August 12, 2015 at 4:35 am #

    Lovely post, Liz. I appreciate that you take the time to recognizing the little things (although I suppose the little things are big in this instance) 🙂

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: