My backyard sanctuary is home to two new families.
Being an amateur photographer and Birder I use words like cute or sweet to describe the new families that have inhabited our decorative birdhouses on the patio. I call them chickadees but I’m not positive they are, so maybe one of you will know for sure.
Every year these little birdies spend a week or two preparing a new nest for their springtime babies. It is hard work to fly back and forth, collecting leaves, string, feathers, and twigs to weave elaborate homes for their soon-to-be eggs. Below you see our bird taking in a rather large piece of white, paper-thin material.
When the nest is built, the mother-to-be will unceremoniously enter the nest, lay eggs, and begin to brood. Although, we saw the birds building their nest, we were surprised when we peaked in one day and saw the mother looking back at us. Even if the mother were to be scared away, she will come right back for the two-week incubation period.
We definitely saw the little brown bird building the nest in the bluebonnet house, but during Easter weekend our son-in-law peeked into the white house and saw babies. How, we wondered and when did this happen?
Shortly after Easter the babies hatched in the bluebonnet house. We do not hear their faint cries yet, but there is quite a commotion that ensues nearly all day long as the parent birds fly back and forth, looking for food and bringing food to the babies. I read that when the eggs first hatch, the female will brood the young and the male will bring food. After brooding both female and male will search for food. Right now, I’m assuming the male flies out to locate worms, seeds, insects and berries. When his beak is full, he flies to one of the patio chairs and surveys the area. Then he will fly to the roof or a plant near the birdhouse, and after looking around, he will land on the perch, glance around, then stick his beak into the birdhouse.
Boo, Emmy Cat, and I are mesmerized at their beauty and diligence. We spend way too much time watching from the window and sometimes from outside, as I sit at the table quietly observing. Usually after a few minutes the birds will resume their work after they’ve decided I am no threat. Even the other birds watch with anticipation.
We have stacked more plants on the rack to deter any neighborhood cats or other animals from disturbing the new family, while we wish we could do more to keep them safe, nature has its way.
I would love to know from you fellow backyard Birders if these are chickadees? And are the brown ones in the same family? The brown and black/white birdies are both going to both houses! What’s going on? Boo said this is like an episode of Sister Wives!
Inquiring minds want to know!
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Lately early morning birdsong is part of my morning walks. Their musical chirps and tweets do sound like hope and joy. Your bird encounter essay (and your perfect pictures) match the beauty of their songs.
So beautiful to be surrounded by that all the time!
Thank you for reading, Angelica!