Archive for the ‘Greater Roadrunner’ Category
Greater Roadrunner Setting On Nest In Sabino Canyon A very carefully crafted nest inside a cholla cactus, providing excellent protection.
— Image by kenne
Roadrunners have elaborate mating rituals and may mate for life. Their courtship begins with the male chasing
the female on foot. Like other bird species, the male tries to woo the female with food, often bringing her a lizard in his beak.
Both males and females try to attract each other with offerings of sticks or grass. The male wags its tail and leaps
into the air to get attention.
Once a pair mates, they stay together to defend their territory all year. Most pairs raise the young together,
taking turns to protect the hatchlings and procuring food.
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“On The Move” (Greater Roadrunner)– Images by kenne
Greater roadrunner
Enjoys getting attention
Of those around him.
— kenne
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Greater Roadrunner On Patio Wall — Image by kenne
April thirty-four
A future date from the past
Trust at the moment.
— kenne
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I’ve taken many roadrunner photos in the almost 12 years we have lived in Tucson. This photo essay is representative of the images.
Last October, Hugh Poland and I spent some time photographing wildlife in southern Arizona, and he was most disappointed in not seeing any Greater Roadrunners. However, he’s planning an August trip to attend a Tucson Audubon Society event here in southeast Arizona.
So maybe he will see and photograph some roadrunners. (Click on any image to view it in a slideshow format.)
— kenne
The Ole Roadrunner
(For Sara from Uncle Johnny)
Want to tell you a story
Bout a bird that can run.
He can fly up in trees, but
To race is more fun.
He’s a runner at heart
He lurks like a trickster
Darts out on the road
Goes faster and faster.
He’s sleek, and he’s quick
Keep watch and don’t blink
Out he will jump
And be gone in a wink.
Not easy to catch
Roadrunners are wary
To chase is to fail
Ask Wile E Coyote’!
Birds like to sing
To cheep and to peep.
This one is different
He likes to Beep.
So when out in the car
Keep your eye on the road
If you see something running
It might be this Ole Bird.
Beep Beep!
— John Deen
Greater Roadrunner — Southeast Arizona Images by kenne
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Greater Roadrunner Sunning On A Cold Desert Morning — Image by kenne
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold:
when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”
— Charles Dickens
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Greater Roadrunner On The Run — Abstract Art by kenne
Greater Roadrunner
Born to run the desert roads
Metaphor for speed.
— kenne
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Greater Roadrunner (Sabino Canyon) — Image by kenne
The desert is human
endeavour’s most fitting graveyard;
the slow bleaching,
the gradual eroding into sand,
the heat stifling sound as it leaps into the air.
IT CAN’T HAPPEN HERE. But it always does.
— from Roadrunners by André Naffis-Sahely
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Greater Roadrunner Gathering Sticks for Building A Nest — HDR Image by kenne
Rule 1.
The Road Runner cannot harm the Coyote except by going “beep-beep!”
— from 9 Rules for Road Runner and Wild E. Coyote Cartoon
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Greater Roadrunner (August 3, 2021) — Painting by kenne
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Greater Roadrunner — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Roadrunner
A cuckoo bird that lives for speed,
With your shaggy crest, what a site indeed.
Streaked feathers break up your silhouette.
And your unusual track, not your typical set.
A blue and orange patch behind your eyes,
You prefer to chase prey, instead of fly.
Your expressive long tail flips here and there…
Quail chicks and k-rats best beware.
It’s true, I often see you running about,
With a limp lizard’s tail hanging from your mouth,
Some have witnessed your familiar antics,
taunting rattlesnakes, eagles, and hairy arachnids.
But my favorite three things have to be,
Your curiosity each time you encounter me,
And how you turn your back to the sun for its heat
(like a tiny matador, feathers erect and sleek).
Finally, I think I must surely admit
That trickster track—your zygodactyl footprint!
How do I know which way you are going?
With two toes facing forward and the back two, back-going.
It doesn’t matter much to me you will see
I just look for the “X” in the sand to guide me.
On the trail of a friend, a cuckoo I know
the Greater Roadrunner, always running, on the go.
— Michelle Hedgecock
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Greater Roadrunner Portrait by kenne
Greater roadrunner
Is the court jester of birds
Funny bird to watch.
— kenne
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Greater Roadrunner — Image by kenne
A cuckoo bird that lives for speed,
With your shaggy crest, what a site indeed.
Streaked feathers break up your silhouette.
And your unusual track, not your typical set.
A blue and orange patch behind your eyes,
You prefer to chase prey, instead of fly.
Your expressive long tail flips here and there…
Quail chicks and k-rats best beware.
— from Roadrunner by Michelle Hedgecock
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Greater Roadrunner Photo-Artistry by kenne
Listen!
The gravel verge bears a walker:
I hear chewing of shredded wheat.
Listen!
Birds call from dawn to sundown:
tedious mourning dove blues,
cactus wren’s grinding starter,
darting quail high notes: Uh-huh-Uh huh,
Hey-you! alert – the thrasher arrives.
Listen!
Our homes hum tones tiny to tremendous;
stretched and still in darkness,
I seek their source, finding some
in the pestling of brain, bones, molars.
Listen!
Attending too, to unfulfilled utterances:
hesitations, head dips, hand flutters,
the staccato of unsettled eyes and breath:
these voiceless notes of soul speak
of love or loss or the deep water strokes
of living without answers.
Listen!
(Used by Permission)
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Greater Roadrunner In Mesquite Tree — Image by kenne
Roadrunners don’t spend much time in trees. However, this guy was in a mesquite tree where he could more easily be seen and heard by a female a few hundred feet away — it worked.
— kenne
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Greater Roadrunner — Grunge Art by kenne
He is a joker
Not a singer, he just clicks
To get attention.
— kenne
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Becoming is Superior to Being 