Each time I've ridden my bike past the Deming Way development site this summer, I've observed what is presumably the same Dickcissel perched on either a fence post or the metal rod that appears in the above photograph. Now almost a month later, it remains enjoyable thinking back to the hour or so I spent photographing this bird. Perusing through other photographs of birds I've taken over the years, I ponder their destinies; whether or not they endured the long journey south. This Dickcissel knows nothing of my world, but I know a little something about his. Though we'll say he sings away for reasons ornithological, as I bike past I can't help from extending a cheerful "Good Morning, Bud!" in return.
Dickcissel © 2008 Mike McDowell