Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

They have arrived!

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I’ve been watching beautiful images on Facebook birding groups of Baltimore orioles arriving from locations all over Michigan. Even my own Facebook memories show orioles at my feeder the first of May last year, and here it is the third and I haven’t seen a glimpse of that brilliant orange in my backyard.

I began to worry that the new house built this past winter on the lot behind us had contaminated our yard in the orioles eyes. It’s certainly changed how I see our back yard.

And then this afternoon, as I walked into the living room I saw that flash of orange and I smiled. He was only there for a moment, my movement into the room scared him away.

You’re that crazy photo-taking lady, aren’t you!

But later in the afternoon as I was sitting in my big chair by the window my husband told me there was an oriole on the shephards hook. As I turned my head the big orange bird flew away.

Still…I had hope.

Tonight as I sat in a chair on the far side of the room, facing the window but too far away to be noticed by a skittish bird, I was thinking about going to the store to pick up some oranges. Though I had grape jelly in the feeder, something large had stolen the oranges last night that I’d put out yesterday.

And suddenly, even as I was encouraging myself to go get the car keys a burst of orange arrived on the feeder. I grabbed my conveniently placed camera, complete with long lens, and began to shoot. And while I was still looking through the viewfinder there were suddenly two.

Hey, what do you think is up there?

They were both very wary and I was glad I was a long way from them. They kept scanning the yard in between sipping grape jelly. They didn’t stay long, but this time I have proof.

It’s hard to enjoy dinner when you have to be on guard.

And then, just after they left, a youngster showed up. He surprised me so much that I didn’t get him in focus. But I’m excite to know that three different orioles visited tonight.

My dad told me this was a good joint for dinner.

I’m looking forward to seeing the females soon.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

12 thoughts on “They have arrived!

  1. Lucky you! I’ve seen exactly one Baltimore Oriole in my life, and it was on the wing — heading your direction!

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  2. I suspect most of my bird enjoyment this year will be virtual. Thank you.

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  3. How exciting!! Dawn’s Place–the food is great, but the owner watches us like a hawk. 🤣 **bird humor**

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  4. Oh, wonderful!!! How lovely to see!, Dawn. Thank you for sharing!

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  5. What a treat to see those beauties. Spring is here!

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  6. They are so BEAUTIFUL!! ❤️

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  7. These are GORGEOUS!!! I have always wanted to get the chance to take some male Oriole pictures, but haven’t had the chance so far.

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  8. Pretty, pretty birds. Love their chit-chat. Spoken like the true birds they are.

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  9. Oh, they are breathtaking!! Would love to see them here in northeast Tennessee but haven’t been that lucky yet. 🙂

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  10. They’re so beautiful! Thank you, Dawn, for sharing them here. I’ve yet to spot a real one (and likely won’t, now that I have a new puppy lurking in the back yard!)

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  11. They are just so beautiful! Such a thrill to see them!

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