Sing Out Loud

I can't go more than about ten minutes without taking a picture of a bird, I think you know that by now. Even with all the commotion of airplanes at Sun-N-Fun this weekend, I still took a few minutes to shoot the meadowlarks that live in the short grass between the runways. I don't think they are used to all the people being around, but they're willing to put up with the commotion one week out of the year. I watched as they flitted about, looking for food in the grass, then hopping up on a high spot once in a while to sing their little song. Then after the song, they take a deep bow and go back to their eating. Quaint custom, but cute.

I see that I took a very similar shot of very similar birds at this very same airshow three years ago. See, history does repeat!

Yellow-Bellied Something-Or-Other

You didn't think I'd forgotten about my feathered friends just because I was at a mechanical flying machine convention, did you? Of course not. I was probably the only guy at the whole show looking at the flying things in the grass instead of on the runways. I have no idea what this guy is called, but he seemed to make his home in the grass between the runways. He had his mouth open like that most of the time I was watching him. Pretty little fellow, though. I'll have to keep my eyes open for more of these and figure out what species exactly they are.

Update: It's an Eastern Meadowlark. It took me a while to find that out, since I kept searching for a name with the word yellow in it. Shows what I know...