Happy Easter
to those who celebrate. I always find it fascinating to see what colors and shades the Grackles come in, and this year is no difference. There is a purple type, a more blue and green type, and some with bronze tones. And like every year, there is one that stumps me with its eye colors. Very dark, unlike the adults, but also not a youngster that early in the season. That is the one in the first two photos.
I will continue
to post the birds of the calendars in the coming days, but there are still some Gracks left for this year. July, August, September and October are always fun months. The babies emerge, and Grack babies are super cute, many birds undergo dramatic molts, and the landscape changes color too.
The Grackles
are also still around, and some are still feeding babies, but molting has also begun, giving some of them the best and most dramatic looks. As if they couldn’t already do that with their plumage fully intact!
The frost warning from last night
was hopefully the last one for the season. I moved the baby plants to a sheltered spot and was happy I had not planted anything yet. And it is warming up outside again now. There are nests, full and empty, finished or in progress, all over the place. I know the Grackles have babies because the other day I found Grackle egg shells in the pond, and now they drop their diapers in there and come to dunk nuts in the water too. And yesterday, there was this dedicated parent with a beak full of insects. The Redwinged Blackbird is in this set too because it’s such a pretty photo.
Guessing from the local birding groups,
Michigan is bursting with Orioles and Hummingbirds but I have not seen either yet. I think the Orioles are soon to arrive but given recent years, I am not counting on a lot of hummer activitiy anytime soon. I did hear the House Wren sing today, and Grosbeaks are around. Here is one of them, and two weird occurances from this week - a Grack with an injured beak and a MoDo with an egg stuck to its leg. We are all confused here! Happy weekend!
Some more spring portraits.
The weather has been nasty but things seem to take a turn for the milder now 🤞. I have seen Grosbeaks in the last two days, but no Oriole or hummer yet. In other exciting birder news, a rare Vermillion Flycatcher has been spotted in my area. I have not made the trip to seek him out but I have seen photos, and he's quite spectacular. Spring migration can be quite amazing, and I hope there will be some surprises in my yard as well.
Hormones are beginning to rage,
resulting in an amazing symphony of calls and melodies by the competing males. But the bird ladies also get to enjoy impressive, dramatic and sometimes hilarious visual displays, like here from Redwinged Blackbird and Grackle.
Sunday is just as good
as any day for a Grackle Appreciation Post. I know that some people are not fond of them, sometimes because they are mistaken for Starlings, other times because they look and behave fierce. I am infatuated with their beauty, and after the boring winter months happy to have some new birds in front of the lens. It also helps a bit with the power balance in the yard. Things can get wild, but the Gracks do not seem as aggressive or hogging as Starlings and Mourning Doves. And yes, the “downward Grack” is one of my favorite poses of theirs.
Video: The Count is back
The yard is filled with sounds of spring, as the Redwinged Blackbirds and Grackles have returned this week. We are still expecting frost too, but it is nice to see and hear more signs of spring. This one is a returner, I recognize him by his white spot, which also marks him as one of the family of the Count in my book. I sped the video up in the middle so everybody watches long enough to see him disapproving of the lack of peanuts in the bowl 😁
Memories on social media
can be helpful to see migration patterns and keep track of things. On Feb 21 last year, a Grackle showed up at the yard. It was a special one, one of Count Grackula’s family, marked by a while spot on the right side of the head. Well, guess who came by yesterday? Birds are remarkable. Welcome back! You’ve been missed.
This unusually mild fall
has resulted in the latest Grackles and Redwinged Blackbird I have seen in my yard. These two are from yesterday and the day before. I have not seen any today yet, and we had the first snow here this morning. The Redwinged Blackbird is an immature male, and I totally love his markings. (Just as I am writing this, I am seeing a RWBB outside.)
We’ve had some fabulous fall weather
here recently, with foggy mornings and sunny days and wonderfully turning leaves. I am always getting excited to see a fog warning and try to get the cams out as early as I can to capture some of the misty magic and the glorious sunshine. There are still Grackles and Redwinged Blackbirds around, and I think this might be the latest I have seen them.
I see birds up close a lot,
and usually it is from the front. But their back is sometimes even more fascinating. The fold of the feathers, the patterns and textures. Here are a Starling and a Grackle.
The Grackles
have largely started to migrate, but some are still hanging around or traveling with the flocks of Cowbirds and Starlings that are passing through. The teens of the season are now starting to change into their adult feathers, with some really cool looking color combinations, and many of the adults are also starting to grow back their feathers after the molt.
Molt aesthetic.
When I saw my first molting bird, I was nervous that it would be sick. It is not always pleasant to look at when it happens, especially since birds usually look so perfectly groomed. Over the years, however, I have come to think that the molt gives the birds a certain grace and dignity, and it also does look beautiful in a certain way. I love the exposed skin on the Grack faces that makes them look like knights, and also the chicken skin of the Blue Jay, the beauty of the newly emerging feathers, and the lovely mix of young and adult feathers in teen birds.
Baby birds
are adorable not just because of their mostly cute looks but also because of the noises they make and how they behave, especially after they fledged. I have heard baby Orioles yesterday, I heard and saw a glimpse of a baby Blue Jay but other than that, everybody seems to still be in the nest. Except for the Grackles. The parents often “park” them by the pond and go to find food. The babies are playing with things in and around the water, take baths and in between get fed. And some of the more brave ones join the parents at the feeder bowls. They already have the sincere look of the adults but with added cuteness.
I loved the Grack photos so much
that I put a camera on the ground again. And this time, he was less shy. Baby birds always look so cute with their off proportions, different feathers and the vibrantly colored gape, the soft flesh around the beak base. In Grackles, it is pink, Bluebirds have an egg yolky yellow, for example. The vibrant gape is a good marker to identify a baby bird, and it also gives them their pouty appearance. There are actually several young Grackles around, in the second photo you can see that the youngster already starts to get some purple specks on the head too, so he is a bit older.
(Bonus photo of a Red-winged Blackbird is second-to-last.)
Last but not least,
more Grackles! How about a round of Grackle bingo? The other two photos I just found so pretty. The first one has mud on the beak. He has probably been digging for grubs.
Spring migration
is always interesting because a new bird might arrive any time. The first groups that arrive are usually males, but not long after that, you will see females appear. In these photos, the shiny ones are male birds and I think the other bird is a female. Some females do have a brownish washed-out look too. They might not shine as gloriously but they have the same majestic yet goofy look as the males. (Plus - rain on Gracks is beautiful too!)
