A Song Sparrow hanging out on a dead agave plant.
Watching birds eat from my new feeder reminds me of people eating at a drive thru. They fly up to the little perch, grab a wad of Bark Butter, and fly off. I’m becoming the neighborhood bird McDonalds.
Still winter when I took this photo. It makes it really clear why we have so many tiny brown birds in San Diego. The scrub brush becomes really bare during the winter so you end up with fields of sticks.
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