They’re back. Some of my favorites.
They have a bit of an attitude. I like it.
Finding a high perch, they make sure everyone knows who’s in charge.
Right up until the hawks show up. Let’s not be stupid!
Down on the ground, hustling for food, that flapping, flipping, waving tail is the easist way to identify them.
They scamper, slightly smaller and slower than roadrunners.
Then it’s a face plant for bugs, seeds, or whatever they found.
Throwing out that chest and ruling the yard.
Wait, what’s that dude with a camera doing?
Outta here! Showing off one of the other classic identifying marks, the white patches under the wings.