It always amazes me the fortitude and courage it takes small birds to stand up to a much larger bird. The smaller bird knows it can be eaten, but dive-bombs the predator. This behavior is known is "mobbing" and is typically done in attempt to drive the predatory bird out of a breeding territory or nonbreeding territory, to protect its nest/young or its food source. Mobbing is used to drive a predator away instead of harming them.
The smaller birds are usually more agile and can quickly get away when mobbing a large bird. The larger bird may flee instead of expending so much energy to chase the small bird.
When doing macro photography
there are so many choices, especially what specific area to focus on. There are
many beautiful parts to the orchid, but I chose to focus on the intricate
details of the yellow section.
I go through withdrawal symptoms
when these little guys leave. It does
free up a lot of my time though, and I can begin processing the photos I
haven’t gotten around to.
This shot was taken at the
State Botanical Garden of Georgia in September.It was one of those shots that I did not work on yet.
This immature Ruby-throated
hummingbird loved the branches of the Weeping Cherry tree.As I mention in my writings several times,
the hummingbirds have favorite perches they come back to time and time
The hummingbird loved to
perch in this tree, and a lot of times this branch.I got out my pop-up chair and waited below
the branches.“She” was probably six
Using the process of
elimination, I believe this hummingbird is a girl.The easiest way to differentiate the mature
male from the female is because the male has an iridescent red throat when the
sun strikes it just right.The female’s
throat is white, but so are the immature males and females.
It is very hard to tell the
sex of an immature hummingbird. Slowly
the immature male starts to get his darker gorget feathers and soon gets a five
o’clock shadow.Then is makes it very
easy to tell the hummer is an immature male.
I know it is an immature
hummingbird by the tan color on the edge of the feathers on “her” head.I’ll just call her a girl.
I do know an immature male
hummingbird also perched on this tree. I
guess I will know in the early spring next year whether it was a boy or a girl
by who comes back to return to their throne. This photo was taken at marker # 17 on the hummingbird Trail at the State Botanical Garden of Georgia. Missing you!!
Just this past weekend as I was
walking out to shoot, a neat thought came to me....I am "on
assignment" for Jesus as a photographer. He just has to show me what He
wants me to shoot! I love when He beings to me or shows me what to photograph!
It is always an adventure, and I
love the excitement of not knowing what I will photograph next. I don’t know
what is just around the corner, so the anticipation keeps me going hours on
I saw this Willet about five
minutes after I got to the beach. I set down my camera and tripod in the
direction I thought he would end up going. Not too long later, he walked right
towards my camera.