Jonathan Franzen has said that
birds are humans’ constant companion; they are everywhere. Little do we realize
they provide a soundtrack to our life. Whether we know it or not, their songs,
cries, calls, and activities are constantly with us, especially while outside.
When I wake up in the morning, the sound of birds fills the air. At night, the
gentle call of owls, which I never see, echo through the otherwise quiet night.
As April wears on, the foliage
of the back of our property begins to fill out. During the first year after we
first moved into our house, Patricia saw lights in the distance of the beyond
the trees and field that adjacent to the train tracks. She looked at the lights
and sighed slightly and commented on “the lovely lights of the city.” I gently
told her that it was Walmart. We laughed. The lights of the city are one
of the private ways we measure the changing of the seasons. Angie looked out
the back window and noted that the lights of the city are gradually fading.
Downy Woodpeckers – While
walking it is difficult to distinguish between the downy and hairy woodpeckers.
Their plumages look remarkably similar; however, the downy are a little
smaller, measuring about six inches in length, as opposed to the nine inches of
a hairy woodpecker. Harder to see from a distance is that the bill of the downy
is shorter and thinner to that of the hairy.
Angie put out the hummingbird
feeder to attract scouts that should be arriving in our area soon. We
moved the suet feeder, usually stocked with cakes that attract woodpeckers, to
the bedroom side of the house. The next day a downy was coming to the sunflower
seed feeder to take a single seed and retreat to the tree line. I wanted to
explain that the feeder for her and the other woodpeckers had moved about 25
feet away.
I watched a pair of down
woodpeckers, a male and a female, seemingly play a game of hide and seek around
the truck of a tree in the front yard. As one moved around the trunk, the other
kept diametrically opposed, as each gradually got further off the ground. When
they reached the branches, first one, then the other, floated back down to the
ground to start again. I watched them scale the tree three times before flying
off into the backyard.
Nesting robin on Longview Drive |
A discarded robin's egg. |
Northern Mockingbird |
Northern Mockingbirds – I
have come to admire mockingbirds, with their outgoing personality and seeming
oblivion to anything else. It is amusing to watch northern mockingbirds
struggle with the suet feeders.
Carolina Chickadee |
Brown Thrashers – The
males of the species have the largest documented song repertoire in North
America with over a thousand songs. They are not frequent visitors to our
backyard, but I did manage to catch a glimpse of one, on the ground, near our
feeder.
Angie gave me a bee nester for
my birthday, which I hung it in the apple tree to see what happens. It
is designed for native bee species that are primarily for pollinators rather
than generating honey. Regardless of whether bees will find and use it,
currently it is aesthetically pleasing.
Late one Sunday morning, a pair
of wild turkeys apparently wandered through our backyard. We did not see the pair,
but our neighbors (Tom and Kay) direct messaged Angie to alert us. Alas, she
did not see the message until the evening. But I find myself taking a peek at
the backyard on the off chance that they make another appearance.
White-throated Sparrow |
Apple blossoms |
A female cardinal in our apple tree |
The Moon and Venus in the evening sky |