Description

It was a morning mid-November morning when I accompanied my boyfriend to the hunting fields of Michigan… he with his rifle and I with my Canon. Around 10:00am a flock of bluebirds flew over my tree stand and landed in the tree next to me where a vine of wild grapes hung, plump and bluish-purple. Most of the birds watched me warily but this young male and a female decided the grapes were too tempting to pass up.

Category

Week 11: Natural Foods

Species

• Eastern Bluebird