Brown thrashers are always on the edge watching, singing from the top of a tree, or back in a corner of the yard under a bush going through leaves. When I first started seeing them, they were so shy, taking off whenever I moved. After a couple of years of throwing peanuts to them, they are less weary of me, and I get to see them close and often. Click on pictures to enlarge.
© Chris Taylor
© Chris Taylor
© Chris Taylor
