Snow is still on the ground, a residue of the snowfall a few days ago. It’s very peaceful watching snow falling and the quietness afterward as the snow absorbs sound pretty well. Though it was too cold to go outside, a joyful moment was still there.
We hang bird feeders along the patio roof during winter which makes it much easier for us to refill them and we can bird watch when circumstance stops us from doing anything else. It’s also easier for us to patrol and protect the feeders from European Starlings and House Sparrows. The down side is we have to sweep bird droppings and whatever else they’ve dropped off the ground underneath. In spring, after we move the feeders back to the garden, we use soap and water to clean the remaining effluent off the fence. But it’s worth the effort. We can observe our avian friends closely and they can also take shelter in the woodpile under the roof from predators too large to squeeze in.
These are some of what we enjoyed a few days ago.
There are others that are more elusive like the Carolina wren, the Pileated Woodpecker and the Northern Flicker. Clearly not wanting the publicity with being caught on camera.
Winter temperature has finally matched the season and there is not much of anything out there. Snow has not yet paid a visit. The birds have picked most of the seeds off the buds I left in intact for them: Echinacea, Black-eyed Susan, Goldenrod… So now they enjoy the additional food we put out for them. On cold days they can enjoy a heated birdbath too.
We remove the feeders every night to prevent unwanted guests like raccoons and skunks. A raccoon can empty a feeder in one sitting. Once we had suet feeder removed and carried over to a neighbor’s yard. We suspected a raccoon. The only animal around here that is big enough to carry a suet feeder off and has ‘thumbs’ to open the cage. Any morning that we can’t put out the feeders (when we have to go to work) or when we put them out a little late, there will be birds lined up on the pool fence outside the patio… waiting.
It’s as though they are saying ‘What’s wrong with these humans? Don’t they know what time it is.’ As soon as we put the feeders out and turn our backs, they land on them, at the head of the line, the Chickadees and Downey Woodpeckers. We try to keep them healthy and well-fed during winter so they will stay and patrol our garden in spring and summer.
These are the locals that stay with us year round:
As much as the American Goldfinch (Carduelis tristis) like Nyger seeds, we’d rather feed them with sunflower seeds in winter. The feeder is hung under the patio roof and the Nyger seeds make a big mess under the feeder.
I have a hard time differentiating a male House Finch (Carpodacusmexicanus) from a male Purple Finch (Carpodacus purpureus). But House Finches are more common in my area and this one has less of a red plume on the breast to be a Purple Finch.
I’m surprised to see this female Northern Cardinal (Cardinaliscardinalis) on the suet feeder. Most Cardinals prefer a tray feeder or a feeder with a horizontal bar that they can hop on.
It’s always fun to watch a White-breasted Nuthatch (Sittacarolinensis) walking up and down a tree trunk or a post or eating upside down.
There are more locals than these shown above but they are either camera shy like the Eastern Bluebird or know they are not welcome like the Blue Jay, House Sparrow and European Starling. I don’t know if the migrating birds from further North like the Common Redpoll and Pine siskin will be here this year since it has been so warm. But for them too, the welcome mat is always out.
Today is the official first day of winter and it has been snowing lightly on and off all day. It’s very peaceful and quiet outside, the only sound the birds singing. The birds are the only bright colors in the garden at this time and without them it’s a plain brown and gray everywhere we look. We couldn’t fill the feeders fast enough but we’re not complaining. Here’s my first day of winter outside:
There’s nothing to do in the garden at this time aside from filling the feeders, cleaning and filling birdbaths, and stalking birds with the camera. So, I spend time in the house trimming tropical plants, reading and listening to the music. This time of year the radio stations seem to put Beethoven’s Symphony #9 and Tchaikovsky’s The Nutcracker on almost everyday, so far, twice today on our local station. I don’t mind at all especially the Symphony#9 which I always turn up really loud. For some reason this symphony always sounds so much better loud. A friend once told me that Beethoven composed this piece when he was nearly deaf so he needed to feel the music. I don’t know if that’s really true but when I listened to it at Carnegie Hall I could feel the vibration. The same goes for Carl Orff’s Carmina Burana. When not listening to the radio, our outside chorale is equally good to me. Herewith some of the Avian Chorus’s members:
Though nothing is flowering in the garden, flowering continues in the basement and on the windowsill. Nothing soothes my mood like the scent of jasmine and they are still blooming.
I’ve been thinking about joining the Annual Audubon Christmas Bird Count (CBC) every year but never did. Though I have good intentions, if I’m not sure I can fully commit I would rather not do it. This year is the 114th of the Christmas Bird Count which is taking place from December 14, 2013 to January 5, 2014. I envy those who brave the cold and snow to do this bird census.
I decided to do my unofficial Christmas bird observation in the garden today despite the 20 degree temperature. Below are some of the birds that stop long enough for me to get a shot of them, but there were more of the camera shy (Northern Flicker, Carolina Wren) that stayed away until I came back in the house. There were also the usual Northern Cardinal, Red-bellied Woodpecker, Blue Jay, Tufted Titmouse, Chickadee that aren’t bothered by my presence. I spent just 30 minutes behind the camera each time in the garden, my fingers were numb despite having a hat, a jacket and insulated gloves on. That’s why I envy those who commit to do the CBC. Here’s my very short, unofficial Christmas Bird observation in the garden:
Downy Woodpecker (Picoides pubescens) is very common in our garden and they stay with us year round. Once in a while we would see a Hairy Woodpecker (Picoides villosus), a larger relative of the Downy. I haven’t seen any of them this year.
Identifying a sparrow is always fun since there are many types of sparrows around and they look similar. This American Tree Sparrow (Spizellaarborea) is a winter visitor from the North. The easy way to identify this one is a pronounced dark spot on the plain grey breast.
Song Sparrow (Melospiza melodia) has plenty of dark brown streaks on the breast and a dark spot in the middle of the breast. I mistake them for Fox Sparrow (Passerella iliaca) many times when I try to identify sparrows. I’ve since learned that the Fox Sparrow is a little larger and their color is more of a rusted brown. I saw two or three Fox Sparrows in early fall but haven’t seen them since.
White-throated Sparrows (Zonotrichia albicollis) are also common in our garden. They are easy to identify because of the white patch under the chin.
I think the White-breasted Nuthatch (Sitta carolinensis) is a very cool bird. They routinely eat upside down and can do a very fast walk up and down a tree trunk. There are about five or six of them that regularly come to the seed and suet feeders.
We have plenty of Dark-eyed Juncos (Junco hyemalis) as well but we don’t see them much in summer when food is plentiful in the woodland nearby. When it’s very cold out, they puff their feathers up and make themselves look like a black and white ball.
American Goldfinch (Carduelis tristis) are our garden’s permanent residents and plenty of them too. I have difficulty identify male and female in winter since the males shed their canary yellow and black cap starting in early fall.
A Cooper’s Hawk landed on one of the birdhouses but quickly took off when he saw me adjust the lens. I think he’s looking for his flying Christmas gifts.
These are birds that enjoy winter in our garden. We are still waiting for the Pine Siskin (Carduelis pinus) and Common Redpoll (Carduelis flammea) to come down from the tundra for a visit . We hadn’t seen many of them last year but they usually flock down every two or three years. Hopefully, we will see more of them this year.
I always love that period right after a rain or heavy storm, provided I don’t have to vacuum water out from our basement. The sky is clear and the air is clean; I can smell the freshness in it. It’s a very distinctive scent of life renewed. Plants shake off the shower that washed away dust and dirt from their leaves. Birds come out chirping and looking for food. Mother Nature has a way of cleaning her house; as much of a mess as we might have made, as fierce as she can be. She will also show us both her beauty and her kindness afterward.
I have always wondered why nature created this bird the way it is, for what purpose. It can literately walk up and down the tree trunk and perch in the upside down position comfortably. I’m talking about the Nuthatch (Sitta carolinensis). The upside down part seems to be the most comfortable position for them. Once we saw a Nuthatch spin round and round on one of the feeder perching pins trying to get some seeds from it. Since the seed port is above the perching pin, this little guy had a tough time getting himself right side up to pick a seed out of the feeder. He finally hung on long enough to get one.
A small bird in a tux, the white-breasted Nuthatch looks more like they’re ready for a party, white chest with grey and black streaks on the wings. The Red-breasted Nuthatch which we seldom see in our garden, are less dressy and have a little rust color on their under part.
Anyway, Bill loves the way this bird does everything upside down including eating. We haven’t seen any of them defecate in this position yet, but wonder how they might avoid soiling themselves in the event. OK, just curious.
The good part is that they like to come looking for insects under the patio roof, inspecting every beam while the Wrens work the tiny nooks and crannies that have to be done in an upright position.