Written by Aron

Aron is a writer of silly things, a voice actor of great vocality, an occasional educator of miniature people, an armchair philosopher without an armchair (he tends to sit on an armless, wobbly sort of chair thingy), and a paparazzo of birds, squirrels, and other minimally threatening animal species.

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June 28, 2021

Last week, my wife and I visited her parents in Fremont to celebrate Father’s Day. After several days of temperatures reaching up to 108°F in Sonoma, it was nice to enjoy some cooler (or perhaps more accurately, “less deathly hot”) weather by the Bay. My green-thumbed in-laws have a beautiful and colorful backyard, and I walked about outside for a little while with my camera to enjoy the sights and sounds of their gardens. My late father loved photography too, and I only wish I could have gone photo exploring with him.

Here are some miscellaneous photos I took in the yard:

A young fledgling mockingbird showed off its ability to stand on a fence.

. . . and to stand on a tree branch too.

It did look a bit gawky, however.

Meanwhile, a grown-up Mockingbird sang up a storm perched atop a tree nearby.

And this family of Starlings sat together chatting on a tree branch.

For some reason, the sight reminded me of an old Gary Larson Far Side comic. I imagined they were discussing something very mundane.

“Billy, I told you to use the bathroom BEFORE we left.”

An Anna’s hummingbird checked out a salvia.

A Black Phoebe flitted about, catching tiny fluttery things in the rose garden.

House Finches fed at my father-in-law’s well-stocked bird feeder.

A lone crow hid in a tree. Perhaps it was trying to avoid a murder?

And a very scruffy looking Scrub Jay sat high in a tree canopy, not seeming to move very much for a long time. I imagined it was the wise old watcher of the neighborhood.