Baby Birds

A little chipping sparrow built a nest in one of our hibiscus trees beside the pool.

A perfect little nest with three blue eggs.

 

Here's the hibiscus tree. It's actually more of a potted plant than a tree.

 

 

The little ones have hatched and Mom spends most of the day flying to and fro to gather food for them. They all seem to be doing well and before we knew it, they will all have flown the nest!

 

 

Feathered Friends

It's nesting season for the birds in my area and everytime I go outside I hear birds singing or chirping. It has been raining a lot lately, so I wasn't too surprised when I came home the other day to find mallard ducks wandering around in my front yard!
Here are a few photos I've taken of some of my feathered friends.

Bluebirds are using the nesting box on our garden fence again this year. This is the female bluebird with a nice bug to feed the kids.

A chipping sparrow has been working on a nest in the vine over the garden trellis.

This baby wren is waiting for a meal from inside his little bird house hanging in a garden tree.

There are four robins crowding this nest. A couple of them were peaking out when I took this photo.

A male cardinal keeping watch.

A young family of Canadian geese going for a swim in the neighborhood park.

Another family of Canadian geese in the neighborhood. These little ones are little older and starting to get darker feathers.

There is an abundance of wildlife even in our suburban neighborhood!

Bluebirds of Happiness

Okay, so they are not THE Bluebirds of Happiness, but they do make me happy to see them building a nest in the nest box on our fence! I thought I'd share a few photos with you. (I don't have a fancy camera, and I didn't want to get too close, but you can see one of them on the fence beside the nest box in each photo.)

The female seems to be the one bringing in all the material for the nest.

The female is not as vibrantly colored as the male, but you can see her blue-gray color here, just to the left of the nest box roof.

Here is the male, checking on her work!

She's back with another bunch of grassy material.

You can see the nest box in the middle of this photo, on the fence, and you can see the close proximity to our screened porch on the left. I'm always surprised and delighted when they choose to use this nestbox. It's so close to the house we can really keep an eye on them and they don't seem to mind us being so close.

"We never miss the music till the sweet-voiced bird has flown."
O. Henry