Taking Time to Let Nature Surprise
This morning, Baldy came by to visit.
He’s just one of the many new friends we’ve met this summer while spending the morning coffee hour at the Chaparral Institute’s bird deck. Alternating between reading the morning paper* and looking up to observe the surrounding activity, Nature never fails to surprise.

Poor Baldy. He was fine all spring. Then the kids came. We’re not sure if the stress of fatherhood was the cause, but our boy eventually started losing his head feathers. However, sporting his new Turkey Vulture persona, Baldy is just as frisky as Spotted Towhees always are. As far as we can tell, his mate and the two kids haven’t said a word about his dearth of plumage.
Speaking of speaking, although communication is mostly an intraspecific thing, sometimes two different species have words with each other when tempers flare. While enjoying breakfast, Jumpin’ Fun, our brush rabbit, finally had enough of Caracalla, our pushy Mourning Dove. We don’t speak rabbit, but clearly the conversation was intense.

Having been reprimanded enough, Caracalla retreated to what he thinks is his feeding platform, occasionally glaring back down in a huff at his furry competitor. The House Finches? He tolerated them most likely because they apparently know their place in the avian pecking order.
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