All of these pictures are of the Northwestern race and were taken at Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge in Ridgefield, Washington.
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Bug Breakfast
A song sparrow and a red-winged blackbird were both collecting what I assume are the larval form of insects in this little patch of sticks and duckweed in front of a culvert. After determining that they didn’t mind my presence, I lay down on my stomach atop the culvert and photographed them.
Each bird had a different hunting technique, the blackbird cleared an area by using her beak, while the sparrow kicked at the duckweed with its feet. |
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Winston, Is That You?
“I cannot pretend to feel impartial about colours. I rejoice with the brilliant ones and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.” Winston Churchill
When I saw this plump song sparrow holding out this bug like Winston chomping on his famous cigar, I couldn’t help but think perhaps he was reincarnated as a little brown bird as punishment for his quip about colors.
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Why I Can't Kick My Ridgefield Addiction
I go to Ridgefield a lot. A lot. There are a number of places here in the Northwest that I'd like to visit more, but Ridgefield is a hard habit to give up, offering up beautiful looks at even the Little Brown Birds.
I found these singing song sparrows in the spring of 2008 at the edge of a marsh. They mostly stayed down and out of the way of the marauding blackbirds but did pop up occasionally to belt out a song. |
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On The Lookout
Our song sparrows are very active late in the winter and early in the spring, you can see and hear them from a variety of places around a refuge like Ridgefield. This little fellow appears to be on the lookout from the tall vantage point provided by the cattails, but I was the one on the lookout.
I always check this little batch of cattails on the auto tour, as the cattails make for some beautiful perches and foreground elements, yet the surrounding slough behind fades to a pleasing blur. You can sometimes find marsh wrens, blackbirds, and sparrows here, and on this day it was the song sparrow that was there to greet me. |