Here's one of the parents on the feeding ring. At first this parent was feeding its baby by beak, bringing food from the feeder to the fledgling.
Here is the woodpecker fledgling, facing away from the feeder and into the viburnum bush. The parent would grab feed, hop into the bush, then hop out again to where the fledgling was parked on the deck rail, beak open, making food cries.
Here's the fledgling (or a sibling) again.
And here a fledgling has managed to make it to the feeder ring. First steps are hard! I love that face! The thing about baby birds is that they literally grow up before your eyes. One minute they're falling off the railing and the next they're flying comfortably along.You can see from the level of the feed in the feeder that time has elapsed between first lessons and this important step. Don't worry, there was still food to be had in the feeder—the level is just lower than the feeder collar, so you can't see it, a problem I rectified once traffic died down.
And in between bouts of birdwatching and reminiscing about my nest and the growth of my own three children, I had my nose deep in this, one of my favorite books ever. I would never rip this one up for collaging!
Translated from the German, 1959. If you love birds, this is well worth a read. It's a page-turner about the "secret lives" of these shy and beautiful birds, and contains incredible b/w photographs. |
4 comments:
Thanks for telling! We have flickers that visit our garden year round at the base of trees and up the trunks pecking for insects. They announce mating season by rat-a-tat-tatting on the metal around the chimney. Quite something to hear from inside the house!
There are Great Northern Flickers around here--marvelous birds, but they feed only when I fill up our suet boxes in winter. Our baby red-bellies were learning to rat-a-tat-tat on our screen doors and the siding around our bedroom window...but thunking one's head on metal sounds much more satisfying!
Birds are such amazing creatures. We don't have woodpeckers in the house we live in now but in past homes they have been plentiful. Now I get to appreciate the finches, robins, nuthatches and other smaller birds.
I love the goldfinches in all their yellow spendor. Our neighbor asked us the other day if our canaries had escaped, that's how yellow they are!
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