Tails From the Vent!

The only people who ever read this blog are people who know and love me.  Some of the content is simply ridiculous.  My readers know, all too well, that I am also all about ritualizing my life…circling a pond every day, watching an eagle’s nest every day, following the nesting narrative of a Suburbian vent every spring…and it goes on and on.

Well, this spring there has been a twist at said vent.  If my readers look back into my archives, they will note that the vent has changed shape over the years as one piece after another has dropped off.  This, I believe, has contributed to the evolving bird narrative that makes up the history of the vent.  I’ll make it easy for you. (Laughing my head off.)  Here are the links!  I’m now going to pour a glass of wine.  After all, it’s Friday!

Uh Oh: Bird Tales From the Vent 2020

What a Difference a Day Can Make: 2019 at the Vent 2019

Venting! 2018

Venting…Again! 2018

You Know You Want to Ask!! 2018

Evicted! 2018

Drama Out the Kitchen Window 2018

Birds Art Life by Kyo Maclear 2017

May and June 2016

Mr. Found a New Mrs. 2015

Did Mr. Take a Mistress? 2014

Nesting 2013

Life and Death 2013

Livin’ ‘er up at the Ritz! 2012

This year, I’ve had the opportunity to watch a new sort of drama unfold as I’ve observed a single adult Pigeon nurture two wee Pigeons to life, one egg being tugged out of the nest, fairly early in the game, or we might have had three.  (And yes, I did see Pigeons, this season, but some distance from my house, in the act of copulation.)  I’m really getting an education!

It’s interesting what rituals birds hold, as watching Pigeons has been very different from watching House Sparrows or Northern Flickers.  Every evening around seven, I hear the adult (I like to imagine that it’s Mom.) cooing from the top of my roof. (I know.  I’m almost certain there are some surprises-not-surprises up there on my roof, as a result.)  No other Pigeons show up, though, just the one mauve iridescent adult.  This has been very-much a solitary exercise.  And who knows…what the heck is she feeding them?  Pigeons have always struck me as being a little dumb.  Are they?

Before this, I always wondered why I hadn’t ever seen a young pigeon…in fact, I’ve wondered the same thing about American Pelicans.

Well, this year, I’ve seen the funny little guys….and of course, I’m going to document.  These aren’t great photos because they are taken through the screen of my kitchen window.  Every year I learn something new about birds while washing up my supper dishes or while making my morning coffee.  Life is so very good and so very interesting.

Mom thought this little guy was being a bit too adventurous this evening and from no where, a big flutter and the two disappeared into their cave.

This is the sweetest….if you look at the silhouette, you will see her.  I’ve never seen her on my roof.  She is very discreet.  But, I’ve captured her presence, singing the evening lullaby to her two little ones.

 

 

 

 

 

Venting…Again!

I give up on trying to understand who has or is going to claim territory where the vent is concerned. It truly seemed that the Northern Flicker had dominated the space for a few days, anyway.

On April 29, 2018 I made my first sighting of a female, but have never seen her from the kitchen window. If she’s hanging about, she’s being very secretive.

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On April 30, 2018 this goofus was observed hammering away at the interior of the vent. He seemed just a little frustrated and a video of the event would be most entertaining, but this is what we have, folks.

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I was out to the pharmacy to pick up some Buckley’s, on my father’s recommendation, and when I got home, light was fading and I saw a protrusion from the vent. THIS! I think we’d all agree that would not, in any way, represent a House Sparrow nest, so I was left thinking that perhaps Mr. and Mrs. Flicker had decided to settle down, maybe have some babies…it looks that way to me.

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It was a tough night of coughing and spewing, sleeping and waking and half sleeping and half waking. I found myself reading several chapters and drinking a full glass of orange juice at 3 a.m. At some point, I passed out again. I got up by 8 this morning. My son had already made a pot of coffee, so there was that comforting aroma in the air. I looked out the kitchen window to find the nesting material gone, but not on the ground below. Must be pushed in, right? hmmmm

I’ve seen our buddy only once today…and he hung for what seemed an eternity, simply looking into the black chasm of this piece of prime real estate.

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In the meantime, crazy shenanigans involving the House Sparrows carried on throughout my random observatuons…in and out, in and out, seeming to test fate at every entrance into the prized abode.

I think that Mr. Handsome, here, is the young fellow little Missy would like to settle down with. Remember the slicked back hairdo?

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But, this is the guy who wishes to win favour…looking a little pushy, me thinks.

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This little girl has been on the defense whenever I’ve observed her today, being threatened and chased by several males. It seems so violent to me. And all at the same time, it is unclear who dominates this location. It still seems there is no real winner.

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I know this for certain, however…this is Mr. Widow Sparrow…evicted some time ago. He remains depleted on my fence, observing as I do, all of the goings-on in the very place he had once chosen for his home. You’ll hear from me again, on this subject, when we have youngsters…not a minute before.

May 1, 2018

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You Know You Want to Ask!!

Meet Mrs. Flicker!

Upon my return to the house last evening, I saw this guy…he looked like he had been through the mill…he looked hot…he looked weary…but, heck if he was going to give up!  The new House Sparrow couple were moving from fence to eaves to fence to eaves, chattering and shouting at the top of their lungs.  Mr. Flicker just panted at them and then took to the air, chasing them both deep into my back yard.  It was very dramatic and I said to my son, “I don’t know why he wants that vent anyway…he can’t find a Mrs!  There are no contenders!”

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Evicted….after quite a dispute.

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Well…it’s amazing what a new day can bring!

I made my pot of coffee.  Max and I got up early this morning so that I could attend 9:00 Mass.  I curled in to the red couch and scratched his ear for a while.  It is after this initial relaxation each morning that Max and I walk to each of the windows to see what’s going on in the neighbourhood.

Quite a change in weather!  It was both windy and very grey.  Rain clouds were gathering.  I decided to get Max out to the park for some ball-throwing…but, before I did, I took a look at the back.  May Day is sprouting green…so beautiful to see.  Soon her boughs will be covered with aromatic white blossoms.  Movement!  Are you kidding?  Quick, I whispered to myself…”Get the camera!”  If I don’t whisper, Max barks loudly, especially where Northern Flickers are involved.  He can hear one coming by a mile!

Readers…meet Mrs. Flicker!  I think I laughed out loud.  She’s a doll and I’m sure my readers will agree…and, she is a first for me as I’ve only ever seen males.  And, if she and Mr. settle in across from my kitchen window, I will possibly see fledglings for the first time, some weeks from now.  One thing’s for certain, Mr. chased the House Sparrows away.  Patience and determination are sometimes rewarded.

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Northern Flicker and Chickadees

House Sparrows

 

Alright, so, even though my feeder has been inundated with hordes of house sparrows, I am announcing that over the past two days, other species are attempting to feed, if not, visit the back yard.  I was most thrilled that, while working in the studio yesterday, I heard the song of the chickadees and watched a large adult sitting on George Duncan’s sculpture in the back.  I also heard an unfamiliar song of another bird, but couldn’t find it in the bustling activity of the yard.  Unfortunately, I am also being visited quite regularly by a feral cat, a beaut that I would gladly adopt, if I could ever grab him/her.

Today, I had the visit of a female northern flicker.  Amazing!  Such a beautiful bird!  She sat on the studio roof and watched the chaos of the sparrows and then went on her way.  I’m not certain what birders would recommend to make my space more appealing and bird-friendly.  Every day I make certain there is fresh water here and there and certainly there is lots of variety for them.  I’m watching for information on this site to become more familiar with the Calgary birds and their correct identification.  One day I really really want to take a birding course!