Fine Feathered Friends – September 07th

Mockingbird.

I think it’s a juvenile. The coloration is a bit different than normal, but the Merlin app says it’s a mockingbird when it sounds off.

It might even be one of the fledgelings from the bush near our front door. They don’t, unfortunately, wear name tags.

This guy was judging me. I was getting a major stink eye exam and I got a strong vibe that I was not welcome in my own yard.

I finally left via the driveway in order to give them their space. It was not the kind of day when I needed a fledgling mockingbird trying to peck out an eye without any explanation. Discretion, valor, all of that…