After the Flood: Part One

White-Tailed Deer

White-Tailed Deer, Ottawa Trail Woods

The weather has suddenly changed to hot, humid and sunny, and with it the landscape, but I don’t want to forget the last two weeks entirely as all the water has officially taken us off the drought list.

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So two weekends ago, I went to Ottawa Trail Woods after having been detoured in that direction, trying to get to the Chicago Portage. These pictures are some that I took on that expedition.

Yellow-Rumped Warbler

Yellow-Rumped Warbler

Yellow-Rumped Warblers were everywhere, enjoying the flooding. The trail was intact, but there was water everywhere else! There were also still a lot of Kinglets.

Golden-Crowned Kinglet

Golden-Crowned Kinglet

It was a great day for swallows, and I managed to get some flight pictures, which I always consider a worthy challenge. Both Northern Rough-Winged Swallows…

Northern Rough-Winged Swallow

Northern Rough-Winged Swallow

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and Tree Swallows

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Tree Swallow

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Sapsuckers have mostly moved on, but they can still be seen here and there. The one below is a brightly-colored male. You can almost see the yellow on the belly…?

Yellow-Bellied Sapsucker

Yellow-Bellied Sapsucker

Always room for a Black-Capped Chickadee and another Yellow-Rumped Warbler.

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And this Robin looks relieved to have a dry spot to sit in.

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Perhaps my bird of the day was the Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher. With no leaves up high in the trees to hide in, he was very accessible for a second or two.

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Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher

I look forward to visiting here again, when it’s a little less flooded…

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A welcome cooldown…

We’ve had some well-needed rain. The cloud cover persisted all day except for a brief peek of sunshine late in the afternoon. No matter. Spring was going on in the yard full blast.

I planted two of these purchased from the Arboretum years ago and I can't remember what they are. I'll have to look them up, along with the weeds that are overtaking the yard already.

Courtship is a popular pastime. In the city, couples abound, holding hands, kissing on park benches. In my yard, this male house finch was trying to convince a female that he’s the right guy,

and she was listening for a while…

but then she was resisting…

and in the end seemed to have her doubts.

A robin grabbed a worm right out of the wet ground and then was not sure what he wanted to do with it.

A dark-eyed junco landed in the hawthorn without batting an eyelash. I’ve had one of those thorns go right through a heavy shoe sole. Juncos seemed a bit incongruous during last week’s string of 80-degree days since we associate juncos with winter around here, but they may not necessarily disappear completely until mid-May.

The flowering crab is already beyond full bloom and starting leaves.

A mourning dove forages on the ground under the feeder.

A lone common grackle hogged the sunflower seed feeder periodically and then checked out a bird bath.

The redbud here…

and there.

My little chickadee.

Even the scotch pine has spring fever.

Snow set

The minute it started to snow, I wanted to get a picture of the Black-Throated Blue Warbler downtown if he was still around, against the snow, my imagination seeing his slate-blueness dramatically incongruous against the white background, but it was not meant to be. The last time I saw him was Thursday when the storm started – he darted out from the bush hideout for a second or two and vanished. But while I was waited for  him to show up again, there were other birds.

White-Throated Sparrow

Indeed, the sparrows are making a killing on the food donations, intended for them but also intended to keep the Black-Throated Blue from starving to death. I had brought him dried caterpillars the first day but I think they got buried under the snow. The sparrows didn’t seem to know what to make of them.

another White-Throated Sparrow

So the question now is whether BT Blue took off for warmer climes, deciding correctly that snow was not part of his heritage, or if he is digging for bugsicles down in his bunker underneath a bush somewhere, ready to venture out only when the weather turns more hospitable.

Downy Woodpeckers don’t migrate, no matter how inclement the weather. They’re equipped to find food and they don’t feel threatened by a photographer.

Male Downy Woodpecker, Millennium Park

Friday when I got off the train after most of the snow had fallen, my attention was drawn to these bicycles.

Saturday I put up the last new feeder in the yard – my final response to the warning from the city that I am allowed only two feeders. Let’s see, with the peanut feeder, the hopper, the woodpecker suet feeder, the thistle feeder and three thistle socks, that makes 8 feeders. Perfect!

platform feeder - black oil sunflower seeds only

The Black-Capped Chickadee was the first bird to discover the platform feeder, followed by the House Finches. But here he is endorsing the Audubon feeder.

Black-Capped Chickadee

The House Finches are more numerous this year. I have four pairs, at least.

House Finches, two males and a female

This beautiful male is also endorsing the Audubon feeder.

Male House Finch

I haven’t seen any goldfinches all weekend, I don’t know what happened to them. I wish someone had told me there wouldn’t be very many this year, I would not have stocked up on thistle seed at the Chicago Audubon sale. I’ll have to find a cool, dry place to store it in the spring. In previous years it was all I could do to keep the goldfinch hoards happy.

American Goldfinches

The cardinals visit but they elude my camera. This was the best I could come up with last week, before the snow.

Male Northern Cardinal

There are four juncos who visit regularly. This is the first time I’ve seen one on the roof. Usually they’re foraging on the ground, but they were visiting the platform feeder too.

Dark-Eyed Junco

Here are four of the 23 Mourning Doves on the ground with a Grey Squirrel.

Mourning Doves and Grey Squirrel

And Lady Downy, as I call her, visits the new peanut feeder that is too small for the squirrels to hang on (hooray!). I think I’ll have to leave it out for her and Lord Downy this week, albeit in defiance of the city’s regulations, as we are promised more cold and snow. I’ll bring in the platform feeder and clean it, and maybe take down some of those less used thistle socks. But let’s hope the inspectors have something better to do than count the feeders in my yard. If only I could get them interested in counting birds (citizen science)!

Female Downy Woodpecker

Feeder Frenzy

Birds at the new feeder

I promise this will be my last post on bird feeding for a while. I met the Blight Department’s deadline Thursday and had only two feeders in the yard, consisting of one sunflower seed caged mesh tube and the recycled plastic suet feeder. It was the coldest day of the season and I felt awful, but decided to fight back by buying two new feeders. One is a hopper with suet cages on either side, so that’s two feeders in one, and the other is a fancy-dancy squirrel-proof thistle feeder, not that I’ve ever seen a squirrel eat thistle, but it protects the seed nicely and nyjer seed can get to be pretty ratty in a sock or a plastic tube exposed to the elements.

Chickadee on the new hopper.

I saw all the regulars today, but did not get pictures of everyone. It may take the cardinals a few days to figure out the hopper, but the chickadees were delighted with it. One even sang to me this afternoon and I whistled his tune back to him.

Goldfinch on the new feeder.

The new thistle feeder will take some getting used to but there were finches on it and the seed went down a bit, so they’ll have all week to perfect their technique. It provides perch opportunities for more birds than any one thistle sock or upside-down feeder.

A male house finch came to check out the new situation and when I started taking his picture he looked at me quizzically, a bit exasperated, like how many more do you want?

Male House Finch

On the ground, of course, the clean up crew did a fine job. I was happy to see a Mourning Dove. I don’t think there are as many as I used to see, thanks to the local hawks.

Mourning Dove

I had four fox squirrels and two grey squirrels this morning. Here’s one of each.

Fox Squirrel

Grey Squirrel

I have a few more feeders coming to alternate with the two new ones. It was probably time to clean up my act anyway.