There is a family of Turkey Vultures that have been hanging around for a few weeks. I assume it’s daddy and mommy and newborns in the unused shed in the backyard. Mommy and daddy will come out and stand in the yard, sit in nearby trees, or disappear somewhere.
The dog wants to bark and chase them if they make flying noises, but they know they are safe in the tree, and the leash doesn’t let her in the shed.
The crows were American crows who are always the bullies but they don’t actually try to fight the song birds just move them around. If the Fish crow sees a bird in the flat feeder he goes for it. And always messes up the bird bath. Just jerks.
I love their raspy caw tho’
We won’t talk about the Bluejays. They are my mortal enemy.
It’s exciting to watch the birds interact and watch their democracy at work.
Til the red shoulder hawk sends them all packing. I sing “Ice, Ice baby” when I hear his whistle. And the song birds, crows, squirrels, my dogs all scatter.
We’ve had a couple of Yellow-Headed Blackbirds hanging around our back yard for the last 4 days. Both males. We’ve never seen them before. They seem to like hanging around with the Red-Winged Blackbirds and some other plain black birds that my wife says are Starlings.
We regularly have lots or Quail who live in the neighborhood and a lot of Doves. Also many kinds of smaller songbirds such as Nuthatches, Wrens and Sparrows. I can’t identify them all myself.
We also have a few Flickers, when we put out suet, but the Starlings(?) eat that so fast that the feeders are often empty.
We also have Scrub Jays, which look like Bluejays without the crest, but we don’t like them. We saw one kill a Sparrow the other day.
I’m sure I’m leaving out a bunch of others, but I can’t remember them all so well these days.
Several Tennessee Warblers in a tree on our block today, as well as a beautiful Chestnut-sided Warbler (this one winters in Central America). Merlin ID’d them by their distictive songs, and then I spotted them with binoculars.
Yesterday we witnessed a mob of crows harassing a juvenile Broad-winged Hawk (very rare here, but we do have a nested pair in the woods behind the house and have seen them for the past 3 years).
I walked 10 miles on the Noland Creek Trail in the Smokies today. There were surprisingly not a lot of bird sounds, though I was privvy to what seemed a fine back-and-forth conversation between an ovenbird and a Louisiana Water thrush.
I was outside checking on my bulbs (more shamrocks than I remember planting and three begonias!), and I heard something peeping adorably from the bird feeder…it was some kind of nuthatch! Glad to see someone’s enjoying the new mix I put in there.
At the PGA yesterday, and during a quiet moment along the edge of a wooded area adjacent to the course turned on Merlin…
It promptly ID’ed a Monk Parakeet, whose green plumage natch camoflaged it too well to be seen in the foilage. I’ve seen a few here and there, along with some Black Hooded Conures in Florida.
Once I was in my yard in Jax (long before smartphones) and heard what I thought was a Great Crested Flycatcher, looked up–and saw a Cockatiel of all things. It was chowing down on Spanish Moss. My neighbor and I tried to catch it in my pool net, but I didn’t want to injure it, and let him go. On a hunch I checked some old classifieds, and yep an Hispanic family 20 miles N of me (also on the river) had him escape out their front door 4 months earlier. I called them and let them know their bird was doing fine-maybe that was the wrong call, shrug.