Osprey catching a fish and flying around the pond so everyone can see.

Burlington, ON.

Blackpoll Warbler, a male with his fall plumage.

Great Blue Herons have quite the tongue, jeez.

Burlington, ON.

Mourning Dove incoming.

Green Heron preening on a post. This is also the moment when I began to understand why they're called "Green" Herons.

Grindstone Creek

American Goldfinch (male) surveys the coneflower seed selection.

The backyard

This Merlin was a wizard in the sense that he would make the warblers I was photographing disappear whenever he darted overhead.

Aldershot, ON

Great Egret grabs a fish as dusk descends.

Aldershot, ON.

Black-throated Green Warbler (immature).

Ring-billed Gull just reaches in and plucks out dinner.

Immature Cedar Waxwings.

When you have the prize you gotta keep your eyes on the skies.

As hummingbird season draws to a close (at least in our yard) I can't help but wonder how such petite creatures survive their arduous journey to warmer climes. I wish them luck and hope to see a bunch of them back here next year. Here are a few last shots of them buzzing around our garden.

Red-eyed Vireo proudly displaying its spider.

Even though this Great Blue Heron was so drowsy he couldn't keep his eyes open, he was still able to doze off standing on one leg.

Hummingbird Perches

Cardinal close-up showing his fall feathers filling in nicely.

Backstabber at 11 o'clock.

Ruby-throated Hummingbird illuminated by the day's last rays of sunlight.

When you thought you caught a fish but it was just a slimy old stick.

An Osprey, a Great Egret and a Great Blue Heron relaxing in a tree but a little distracted by the action over to their right.

The ever graceful Great Egret.

Ruby-throated Hummingbird (male)

Territorial tussles, aggressive games of tag and mating displays are frequent occurrences these days. Fun to sit back and watch.

Ruby-throated Hummingbird meandering daintily through the garden.