Our male Rose-breasted Grosbeak has been joined by a female. So different looking! And pretty in her own way, with her golden bib.
These chunky birds use their stout bills to eat seeds, fruit, and insects. They are also frequent visitors to backyard bird feeders, where they eat sunflower seeds with abandon.
Big, loud bird… and about the size of a mallard duck, but clawing its way up the underside of a tree… impossible not to notice when it’s knocking and hammering around in the front yard for a couple of days.
Hello, Pileated Woodpecker.
They are loud birds with whinnying calls. They also drum on dead trees in a deep, slow, rolling pattern, and even the heavy chopping sound of foraging carries well.
White-Throated Sparrow looking very well fed.
Brown-headed Cowbird, female, being stealthy down low in the woods.
It was very nice yesterday when the sun finally came out.
… baby bluebirds.
On April 23, I took a pic of the nest with two eggs. Yesterday I discovered there are now four eggs. The female doesn’t seem to be in the nest enough to incubate and hatch the eggs. But maybe soon she will get with the program.
Or maybe this is a pair of slacker bluebirds. Just mooching suet dough off me and posing winsomely for photos. I guess we will find out eventually.
My daughter and I spotted three this morning, where the red pine woods meet the red maple swamp. They were circling up and down tree trunks like nuthatches.
One of the earliest-arriving migrant warblers, the Black-and-white Warbler’s thin, squeaky song is one of the first signs that spring birding has sprung. This crisply striped bundle of black and white feathers creeps along tree trunks and branches like a nimble nuthatch, probing the bark for insects with its slightly downcurved bill.
First sighting this spring of a Rose-breasted Grosbeak, a male. Pretty bird on this gloomy, rainy day.
A Baltimore Oriole also visited our hummingbird feeder a couple of hours ago but I couldn’t find my camera quickly enough.