Tag: Fledgling

Pheathers – Scamp Fledgling

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I had suspected a robin’s nest in the crepe myrtle. A few times, when I walked beneath it, an adult robin would fly out with a hasty flapping of its wings, angry at having its territory invaded. I peered up several times, hoping to spot a nest, and so did my husband, but we never found one or heard any telltale peeping.

Everything changed today when I heard loud, consistent, almost angry-sounding chirping. I peered around the corner of the house, and there on the spare tire of my husband’s Scamp trailer sat an adorable baby robin. It seemed to be abandoned. Of course, I ran into the house and grabbed my camera, zooming in so I wouldn’t get too close.

The baby was not as abandoned as I feared. Up on the camper’s rooftop, I saw movement and spied the mother bird watching from above. Why is it so thrilling to see baby birds leave the nest? It’s also scary, but I was so relieved about forty minutes later. The chirping seemed to be coming from a new vicinity. Sure enough, the baby’s wings lifted it up into a lilac tree about twenty yards away from its perch on the camper. It is much safer to be about seven feet in the air. Now, if only the rain would stop.

Photo Challenge – Whatsoever is Lovely – Birds, Bees, and Butterflies

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The last three days have seen sunshine, torrential rainstorms, steady rain, and sunshine once more. Camera in hand, I photographed some of the lovely residents of my yard and gardens. They are perfect for Xingfu Mama’s Whatsoever is Lovely Challenge #25.

The Catbirds have been busy flying through the yard in search of insects and visiting the non-melt suet we have hanging on a Shepherd’s Hook. Evidence of the success of their busy lives was in the backyard two days ago.

How sweet, and how glad I was that he/she could fly. I like the hold the fledgling has on the composter. The baby birds seem so vulnerable. I said to my husband, “It is amazing that any survive the pitfalls of backyard fledging.”

The parent birds have been fruitful and are very attentive throughout the fledging period. Raucous warning chirps and screeches reverberated through the yard all day as the baby bird found its way.

Three Little Bees, I am singing the Bob Marley song, ‘Three Little Birds,’ with the substitution word of Bees in place of Birds. These three bees seemed fine sharing the Milkweed blooms among themselves.

Cabbage Whites are sometimes considered pests. Their caterpillars devour cruciferous vegetable leaves. Still, up close and personal, I love their pristine wings and mint green eyes. One of these days, I will paint their beautiful faces.