mountain bluebirds at the feeder. i've never seen them around town. up in the mountains you might see them streak across a road or trail. but they've never appeared in my yard in the seven years i've been here.
i walked in to the kitchen early yesterday morning to make coffee and caught a flurry of blue in the corner of my eye rising up from the ground from beneath the feeder. i couldn't figure out what i had seen. i thought maybe it was the bluejays from the family of jays in the trees that surround the house. but minutes later the little bluebirds were back, half a dozen or more, hopping around the lawn, scratching the ground for uneaten seeds.
yesterday evening, in a group of sparrows zoe saw a single bluebird.