Some days in the field are slow which means there aren’t many birds seen or that there are birds seen but they are too far away and yesterday was one of those days where it was a combination of those two things.
Until I spotted this Lark Sparrow on an old fence post I thought I was going to go home with a fairly empty memory card. It had been that slow.
This beautiful little Lark Sparrow was so busy singing that it was a very cooperative subject and I took quite a few images of it as it sang and changed positions on the gnarly old fence post.
I don’t often have the opportunity to photograph Lark Sparrows as out in the open as this one was, normally they have sagebrush or other vegetation obscuring part of their bodies or they are in a cluttered habitat.
So having this Lark Sparrow out in the open and cooperating was a joy. Listening to it was too.
This Lark Sparrow may not have found a mate yet and could have been singing to attract a mate. Me, I am just glad it was such a confiding bird and allowed me to take so many images of it.
As I photographed the Lark Sparrow I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and looked over to see an adult Loggerhead Shrike that had perched on a nearby fence post, before I could point my lens at the shrike another shrike came in and passed some food to this shrike then flew off before I could fire a shot. The shrike was close enough to the sparrow that I wondered if the shrike would go after the sparrow. That has been known to happen. But the shrike flew off after the other shrike and the Lark Sparrow continued to sing.
I did take a few images of the Loggerheads Shrike together but they were from a long distance and the birds were really tiny in the frame.
The Lark Sparrow hung around for a little bit after the shrikes left and gave me some great views of its harlequin facial patterns on the old fence post before it flew away.
I love birds and I love it when I can find cooperative birds that allow me to photograph them singing, posing and delighting my senses.
Life is good.
P.S., the no-see-ums (biting gnats) are bad even in northern Utah. They ripped me up again yesterday.