The American Midwest is isolated in a deep freeze. Nature is marked by the lack of color; gray trees and tan fields and crusty white snow. Seemed like a perfect time for a reminder the splashes of color will return in the Spring. Here’s a preview.
In mid-August, a female American Goldfinch collects thistledown to build her next near a creek in central Ohio.
Goldfinches are among the last birds to raise a brood in the American midwest, largely because they rely on mildewed and thistle as nesting materials.
Slate gray skies melded into a misty horizon. Gusts of wind toyed with intermittent moisture. The birds did not care. They were gathered around our feeders; pecking or picking, squating or searching. While the weather was powerless to against the birds, the feeders cleared each time a Northern Harrier extended its search beyond the hay field to the west.
The below photographs are American Goldfinches, Downy Woodpecker, House Finch and a White-crowned Sparrow.
The feeders also welcomed the following species: American Tree Sparrow, Brown-headed Cowbird, Brewer’s Blackbird, Carolina Chickadee, Dark-eyed Junco, European Starling, House Sparrow, Mourning Dove, Northern Cardinal, Red-breasted Nuthatch, Red-breasted Woodpecker, Red-winged Blackbird, Song Sparrow, Tufted Titmouse.
It was some sort of play day for juvenile birds.
Recently I was sitting on our deck around 7:30 am, fiddling with camera settings, when it dawned on me. There were a lot of immature birds flitting and flying around the bird feeders.
Upon closer inspection I realized only juveniles were present. Not a single mature bird in sight.
Maybe this happens from time to time, or maybe it happens often, but I had never noticed it. So I started snapping photographs.
So has anyone else shared this experience?