Today was bluebird-box monitoring day at my local park, with Bob of the Southern California Bluebird Club. One of our birdboxes has been hit hard by predators; of six eggs, two didn't hatch, two hatchlings vanished, and the penultimate one turned up dead on the ground. The last survivor, though, has been chirping loudly and eating lots of assorted invertebrates brought by its parents. I saw it peeking out of the box yesterday, and Bob decided to check on it:
We then put the box back in its tree, and were watching the parent bluebirds flutter nearby when suddenly, out came the fledgeling!
It flew from branch to branch and then to other trees, followed by both parents.
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We then put the box back in its tree, and were watching the parent bluebirds flutter nearby when suddenly, out came the fledgeling!
It flew from branch to branch and then to other trees, followed by both parents.
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