Every morning when I wake up I thank my lucky stars!
When we moved to Portland almost 16 years ago I wasn’t sure I’d like it.
But sometimes we don’t have a choice where life takes us.
In the end it turned out to be a good move for us.
Here, we have a beautiful garden and lots of visiting birds and other critters.
Every year during late spring we wonder when the Black-headed Grosbeaks will appear.
Then suddenly we can hear them sing in the forest behind us.
This male adult grosbeak is checking out the bird feeder below.
When they crack open the sunflower seeds with their powerful beaks
you can hear it clear across the yard!