This morning a quail was keeping watch from my neighbor’s mail box for a good reason–its family is camping in our front yard.
Took this shot of a quail on my neighbor’s roof yesterday morning. I thought an animal was in pain, but no, it was a quail sending out an alarm to its chicks.
The quail call started at sunrise right outside our bedroom window. It’s a panic-like yell intended to warn the brood that trouble may be near, so listen to dad. The call continued throughout the day, reaching crescendos when I quickly cut some wood with a power saw in the late morning. This protective male is perched on our fence overlooking a portion of our front yard where we suspect mom will be giving birth soon. Or, maybe she already has given that we spotted 13 chicks hopping madly around the bushes across the street. For now, we have surrendered the yard to the family.
This quail is perched on a fence for a reason: the rest of the family is below in the bushes–his job is to sound the alarm if it is time to move,
We are surrounded by quail. This magnificent bird prefers to walk, actually strut, rather than fly. And unlike the blue jay, the other popular backyard bird, quail leave my bees alone.
So, I let them run free and stay out of their way but once per week when I photograph them–that’s our deal. Here is this week’s shot.
This morning as I backed the truck out of the garage I was greeted by a quail striking various poses. I snapped these shots with the engine running.