Like these two courting mourning doves, out carrying on in front of God and everybody. No shame at all.
This red-bellied woodpecker has acres of forest to work on, but this morning he chose the cellarhouse. A taste for paint?
The bluebirds, meanwhile, did not have my car to despoil since Larry drove it to work. So they've adopted the gazing ball instead, attacking the purple bird reflected in its glass with gusto (and droppings).
This cardinal is trying to look nonchalant, but he's really after the dog food in the World War I helmet! Cardinals seem to love the dog food, for some reason. There were 3 or 4 of them after it when I took this photo.