Shunning the classic swan pose, this swan swam by with its head held high.

You quack me up!

Hurry up and get out of here! He's coming! No, I don't think we should wait for him! Well, because he looks kinda crazy!

I believe this is the bird from which all feather dusters are manufactured...

Those darn developers just keep building, and building, and building... What a bunch of bird-brains.

This eagle means business!

Hey buddy, nice of you to wear your tuxedo to dinner but I have some very, very bad news... 

American Turkey photographed at Cave Hill Cemetery and Arboretum in Louisville, KY

I was out walking around a local park yesterday when I noticed a pickup in avian activity right as the sun started setting. The birds, most of whom had been out of sight just moments before, started flitting to and fro as if they were on a deadline to find a suitable branch on which to perch. It was as if they were playing "musical branches" and the music was about to stop. Several minutes before the sun was fully on the horizon, their frenzied activity stopped and all the birds were perched and facing west as if to salute the departing sun. I have to admit, the light was golden enough that, had it not been unusually warm in the first place, it would have still "looked" warm.

They stayed very still, with only a slight breeze rustling their feathers, and seemed to relish the sunset. And why not? I certainly did...