When I was growing up, birds occasionally flew into the front window . They didn’t come out
of that very well.
Fast-forward more than four decades. Over the years I have heard a clicking-thump sound occasionally but have never seen just what was rapping on the window. In the past few days, I have heard it so many times that I am almost getting used to it.
Wednesday, I was quick enough to look and see robins trying to land on my window. There wasn’t just a one-time attempt. There sometimes would be three or four attempts in a few minutes – and then a while
later, another one arrived. Today, it started up again.
See me sitting at the computer. See me hear that now familiar sound of bird on glass behind me. See me grab my camera and sit and wait a bit… and take photos of robins banging onto my window.
After a couple days of this, I have developed a theory that they are trying to land on the reflection of a Japanese Cherry Tree which is in full bloom a few feet from the house. It hasn’t
been cut back very far for several years so the branches are coming closer to the window.
Fortunately for them, since my new red-breasted friends are coming down to perch, they are angling in feet first. That saves some major injuries. That also gives me a very interesting view of robins - feet first.
After supper, I decided to see if my “cherry tree” theory could be possible. Even from a down-on-the-ground perspective there was a nice reflection. While I was out there, I witnessed another
robin trying its best to take a rest. I had my camera with me but had it on macro so the shot was nothing but a blur.
I’m not sure if this is just a couple of birds that got concussions the first time they tried it and keep coming back, or if this is a robin spring-training requirement, or that robins are attempting to break into our house, or that there are an awful lot of dumb robins around here.
This is truly bird-time. Yesterday while waiting for another robin attack,
I found a goldfinch and another little bird with yellow streaks on its wings. After I came in from checking out the reflection I came back upstairs to the computer. A little while later, I noticed a growing noise outside. My first thought was that a gaggle of
Once again I grabbed my camera and headed out to the back yard.
Crows. Lots of crows – and they were flying between our fir trees and
Marie’s huge dogwood in back. I hope this isn’t going to become their nightly ritual. I enjoy listening to and watching most birds but I draw the line at calling that loud cackling noise enjoyable. Way down inside of me I admit that I was hoping just a bit that a hawk or eagle was trying to pick off a crow or two. No such luck.
I do count 23 'black' birds in the tree. If there was one more, there would be enough for a blackbird pie.
