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On August 11, 2021, we were eating at home and this bird, House Sparrow, flew into the house and landed on the TV cabinet.
Always around 3pm we throw the leftover bread crumbs from the meal on the balcony and the same number of birds always come, this bird was not afraid of us and went inside the house. It did not get scared when we passed by and left when it wanted to.

This is the type specimen, photographed just before it was taken. (It proved impossible to net or spear so was stunned with a bang stick.) However, Rudie Kuiter suggests that Halichoeres melas is actually the male of Halichoeres lapillus, with especially dark coloration in Oman. Randall and Earle, in their original description, admit that they could find no apparent females of the species. Photographed at Jazirat Al Hallaniyyah, Oman. And I did photograph lapillus in the same location (photo posted here on iNat).

fight between two American Coots, with a non-combatant onlooker that appears in photos 2-4. The fighting went on for about 20 minutes. The onlooker arrived shortly after the fight began and remained near the scene throughout.

Experts - What is going on here? This male American Kestrel sure did seem to have the hots for this female Merlin. He kept trying to get close to her and even brought her a few treats (insects?) from the grass beneath the fence. She accepted the treats but didn't seem thrilled with the attention. However, when he flew off, she followed him...

This is an interesting story with a happy ending. My friend David Ferry and I were driving along Hwy 87 at 60 mph near Crystal Beach, Texas, when I glimpsed what I thought was a Least Bittern standing on the very edge of the road with cars whizzing past. I made a U turn and went back where we indeed found a Least Bittern, resting back on its tarsus joints within inches of passing traffic. I picked up the bird and we stood on the side of the road to examine it. My best guess is that (1) it took a glancing blow off a car windshield, perhaps, or (2) It was totally exhausted from migrating across the Gulf of Mexico. It did not seem to be badly injured and its wings did not seem to be broken. Rather than just leave it here on the road to be crushed and killed I decided we would take it to a nearby marsh area off the roadway where it could die in peace and dignity. So we drove off with Dave holding the bird in his lap and heading to a marsh well off the road where I know Least Bitterns were present. We put the bird down on the edge of the marsh and it just stood there looking at us. I was about to just drive away and let nature take its course, but decided to take a few more shots of the bird. I got down low to the bird's level and it went into the characteristic bittern pose by stretching its neck high and trying to look like a swaying bit of marsh grass. It kept a watchful eye on me from both sides of its raised bill and image 1 shows this action. The bird then started slowly walking away from us. I bent down to take another shot and the bittern took flight and flew out into the marsh and out of sight. I choose to believe it recovered and is doing well.

near Crystal Beach,
Galveston Co., Texas
26 April 2018