So this is somewhat a “Part II” to yesterday’s “Patio Occupado.” I thought I’d give you all an update on the status of my 3rd floor aviary. This morning, I was in my office reading emails and drinking my morning java when I heard a familiar chirp. I looked out of the window and there was my fine feathered friend – again, stretching out his/her neck and perusing my patio for signs of life (aka me).
I opened the window and he/she took off. Oh well, guess I blew that intimate moment.
Later when I came back from the store, there were 3 baby birds and their mama – aka my new feathered friend perched on the railing between the third and second floors. I walked right past them and said “hello,” and no one moved. That’s cool, I thought.
I went back to work in my little office this time with the window open and the blinds pulled up with a clear view of my patio. I saw my friend again. Without even thinking about it, I went into the living room, opened the patio door and went outside closing the door behind me and the bird just stared at me, not budging. “Hello again.” He/she took off.
Around 4pm I looked up from my computer and heard several birds chirping only to find six babies (almost as big as the parents) sitting on my patio railing lined up and waiting to be fed by their parents one-by-one. Each time the parents would be close-by they would all chirp with excitement, but of course, only one could be fed at a time. I must say both parents were working overtime. While watching the parents fly I realized that this may be the birds I’ve been calling starlings, although unbelievably in this day and age, I can’t find a good picture online of what I’m seeing in person. The tail shape and the precision, stealthy flying skills are unmistakable though.
Now these shots quite literally suck as far as photography goes, but I had to take the pics through the screen in my office, which quite frankly could use a good scrubbing. Now at 5:45, they have all just flown away. It’s about the time when you go out and sit and watch all the birds around, flying around, gathering up their families and going home probably to the trees across the street – especially since the management here sprayed down all the nests in the breezeway with some awful but necessary bleach concoction. If it wasn’t done occasionally, the breezeway would be full of the usual birds flying at your head as you leave and enter your apartment, protecting their nests and the tons of over-sized hornets and other various bugs (like Palmetto bugs bigger than my hand); there are far more of them than there are of us.
And now the pics:
Someone is getting fed while the rest patiently wait for their turn.
While five sit atop the railing, one fell to the bottom rung after being fed a little too forcefully. Good save.
And here are what I can only assume are the proud parents circling around the fly-in/drive-in as they get ready to drop off some fast food.
It’s been a wonderful experience getting to know my new friends. If their parents are in need of building a new nest for them, they’ve got their work cut out because just feeding these six little ones seems to be a job in an of itself.
I’ll be out there myself shortly with a buck of water to swab the decks. My new friends are cute, but a little too messy for my taste, if you know what I mean. And I think that they totally got my displeasure at them resting on my chair cushions. Once I told them the chairs were off limits, they haven’t been on them since.