Fledgeling!
The bluebirds have left the nest. This is a cellphone pic edited on Instagram.
I have been busy with home improvement projects on my own usually-empty nest, currently full of my two visiting 20-something daughters and airline pilot husband home from a trip.
Downy Woodpecker.
Fledglings have been fluttering around, learning how to fly (easy) and how to land on things (harder).
As many as five at a time are coming in for suet, homemade suet dough, and sometimes peanuts.
Parents are still feeding the fledglings, if the fledglings can get close enough and chirp charmingly enough. But the babies can feed themselves too – especially when the food is so readily available.
Figuring it out.
Flickr photo album: Downy Woodpeckers all over the place
Baby bluebirds follow their parents to the feeder, last Thursday in the rain.
They wait…
… to be fed.
“More?”
Discovered yesterday… a clutch of five more eggs from our hard-working bluebird mom and dad.
More on our backyard bluebirds: Bluebirds every day
A blog all about bluebirds: Bluebird Diary 2014
As might be expected of creatures so heavenly in color, the disposition of bluebirds is particularly angelic. Gentleness and amiability are expressed in their soft musical voice. Tru-al-ly, tru-al-ly, they sweetly assert when we can scarcely believe that spring is here; tru-wee, tur-wee they softly call in autumn when they go roaming through the countryside in flocks of azure. – Neltje Blanchan, Birds Worth Knowing, 1917
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