Yesterday afternoon a pride of peacocks and a few ibises showed up in the back yard for lunch. I went to find my camera, but by the time I got back, they had left, leaving one last straggler. And by the time I was able to get him in focus, he took off, too. So here’s a photo from a couple of years ago when the subject was kind enough to pose for me.
When I was growing up in Ohio, we had a lot of bird feeders in the yard, and according to my mom and dad, they still do at their new place in Cincinnati. Up north the birds really go for it because the snow and winter cut back on their food supply, but even here in Florida a lot of people feed the birds… and the squirrels, too. (We have fought the good fight with the pesky little rodents who are basically rats with good p.r. There’s a thriving business in coming up with the ultimate squirrel-proof bird feeder. Some are rather ingenious, involving weighted doors and menacing spikes. And some people have surrendered and put out feeders for them.)
I don’t actively feed the birds here in my yard; nature has provided an abundant supply of insects and flowering plants, and every day I see a parade of ducks, ibises, peacocks, mockingbirds, wrens, and even the occasional cardinal and jay come by for a meal. I’ve also seen at least one vulture drop in to clean up after a canal-side casualty. (Vultures travel light; they only have a little carrion….)
So tell me; do you feed the birds in your neighborhood? Who shows up?