Western Bluebird

 

Our summer residents include two species of bluebirds: mountain and western.

An April posting delighted in views of the Mountain Bluebird. We are near the centre of its breeding range, so we see both those that are migrating past us as they head farther north, and those that stay here for the season.

We are near the northern edge of the breeding range of the Western Bluebird. This means that we see fewer of them, but those that come are here to stay and breed. 

Fans of both species of bluebirds offer them nesting boxes as incentives for them to stay, and one of these provided the setting for these shots of a Western Bluebird couple attending to its chicks.

The Western Bluebird is plumper than the Mountain Bluebird. But unlike the latter, its indigo blue is accented by a rusty breast and back. This male has brought a bug to feed its chicks. Bugs might be caught on the ground or in the air.

The female Western Bluebird has more muted colours. This one has brought a grub for her chicks, but she first flies to a spot adjacent to the nest, apparently to check for watching predators, before making the revealing flight to the nest. Her left leg shows that she has been banded.

There are almost endless comings and goings throughout the day as each parent ferries food to its chicks and removes faeces. Here the male bringing a bug has to wait while the female removes a faecal sac. This aspect of bird parenting is reminiscent of diaper changing. Previously, I have shown this behaviour with the nuthatch, both dipper and swallow, and the robin.

“I’m off to find more food for my voracious chicks — this is really endless.”

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Accipiter redux

 

Four months ago, I posted a picture of a hawk in the genus accipiter and turned to my readers to help identify it. The sentiment was that is was a Sharp-shinned Hawk, rather than the larger Cooper’s Hawk (the other likely choice). The problem has occurred again, but this time I managed a much better picture or two.

This time, the accipiter is a juvenile, and once again, I think it is a Sharp-shinned Hawk, but I can see conflicting evidence in that while the tail looks like the sharpie, the breast looks like a Cooper’s. So, I am at the mercy of those who are willing to comment.

When spotted, the hawk was hunting from a fence post.

It soon flew off, and so allowed a different view.

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Purple trillium

 

The Trillium is an early-spring flower of the deep forest, which is based on the number three: It has three leaves, three sepals, and three petals. Our local trillium is known variously as the Western Trillium, the White Trillium, and the Trillium ovatum (for ovō meaning to rejoice or applaud, as in ovation).

Most trillium petals are whitish, as one name for the flower suggests. But, now and then one sees pinkish or even markedly purple petals. These are just the white petals that have turned this colour as a result of anthocyanins.

 Anthocyanins are pigments that provide the characteristic colour of red grapes, cabbages and beets. However, anthocyanins are also antioxidants and some plants make them to deal with the stress of either cold (T < 10 °C) or aging. It seems that the purple of the trillium petals is just a side effect of a device to protect plant tissues.

A whitish White Trillium.

A purplish White Trillium. 

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Red-winged Blackbird

 

The Red-winged Blackbird is common year round to the south, but seasonal here where the arrival of its bubbly song heralds the return of spring. They are then mainly found around marshes where they eat seeds and insects.

The bird is named for the male, which is indeed black with red (and yellow) epaulettes.

Females are a streaky brown, more reminiscent of a large sparrow.

A male Red-winged Blackbird in a marsh hunts insects from a bullrush.

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Goslings hatched

 

The goslings finally hatched.

Three weeks ago, I posted a picture of a goose sitting on a nest.  Since that time, the nest has been frequently checked from a distance to see if the goslings had arrived. During all that time, the gander stood guard, ready to fend off intruders. Meanwhile other families of geese swam by.

The abiding question was: Will our goose succeed in hatching goslings or not? This remained uncertain until two goslings appeared yesterday morning.

This is the goose on the nest taken three weeks ago.

During the long incubation, other families swam past with from two to six goslings. If it is possible to read frustration and envy in the face of our gander, it was at these times.

Finally yesterday at noon, the new parents were seen with their two goslings.

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Midnight bear

 

It was nearly midnight when I was awoken by a black bear only a metre from my bedroom. The resulting picture was taken in the dark with a phone. Consequently, this picture surely has a lower quality than any others I have ever posted. 

Usually, each evening all bird feeders are brought indoors. Last night, one was inadvertently left out and the bear found it. Upon encountering me, the bear bolted and I removed the feeder. The rest of the night was quiet.

A black bear holds the feeder with its left paw and sticks its mouth to the feeder opening.

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Painted plastron

 

Our only local turtle is the Painted Turtle, but why call it that?

After all, a view of these creatures basking on a loafing log shows a carapace of gun-metal grey — hardly something that invites the appellation, painted. However, it isn’t the carapace (dorsal shell) that earns the name, but the plastron (ventral shell).

But, just try to see it.

Illustrations of the multi-coloured surface I have seen show an upside-down turtle held in a human hand. Such a view is not compatible with my watch-but-don’t-touch style of observing. Consequently, I have yet to see our turtle’s complete plastron.

Yet, now and then, one does get a peek.

Seen from the back and top, the carapace of the Painted Turtle is gunmetal grey.

However, seen from the front, when the turtle tips up, there is a hint of a variegated plastron. 

When a turtle is climbing onto a loafing log, the base of its plastron reveals the appropriateness of its name: Painted Turtle.

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Hummingbirds, two

 

There have been spotty observations of hummingbirds around the region for a couple of weeks, but it wasn’t until yesterday that visits became frequent enough and weather became good enough that I managed pictures. Unexpectedly, there were two different species: Calliope and Rufous. Both were males.

The Calliope is our smallest hummingbird.

The Rufous is a bit larger and amazingly scrappy. 

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Kingfisher coitus

 

Enough said.

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Home renovation

 

Ospreys return to the same mate and same nest year after year. It is striking that at the beginning of each season, new sticks must be added to the nest, seemingly independent of the integrity of the established nest. Why this seasonal renovation?

• Winter damage: If the nest has deteriorated during the winter, now is the time for repairs.

• Parasites: There are often parasites left in a nest from a previous year. Some small birds handle this by building a new nest each spring. Other species add nesting material to an established base to provide a barrier between parasites and this year’s chicks. 

• Nest stability: The stability of a nest, subject to the high winds of summer thunderstorms, does depend upon its mass. So, adding sticks helps.

An Osprey ferries in sticks to add to its nest at the beginning of the season.

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