Last Sunday morning was beautiful and sunny so I returned to Belle Isle to see if I could get better photos of the Northern Mockingbird (Mimus polyglottos). Some of its celebrity must have diminished. I had this charming bird all to myself. In an earlier post I described this as one of birding's golden moments.
Still plenty of Amur honeysuckle on the bushes to nourish our bird.
The bird seemed to truly enjoy basking in the sun.
I followed the bird around to a couple of different spots. It drank from the open water in that unpleasant little creek. I couldn't get unhindered photos of it drinking, but later it flew up into the bare branches above the river.
Looking at these photos reminds me how much I miss a singing mockingbird. We can look forward to this in the spring time.