This summer we enjoyed watching wren couples set up housekeeping at Winding Pathways. One pair nested in a small box under our porch ceiling, while another chose a box a few feet outside the dining room window.
We watched these tiny, industrious birds make dozens of trips bringing sticks to make nests. Then, for a few weeks, we saw them infrequently. Only the female visited to lay eggs. Once her clutch was complete, she incubated them for a couple of weeks until they hatched. Then our fun began.
Wren parenting is hard work. Every two or three minutes one parent or the other brought juicy caterpillars and leggy bugs to feed the rapidly growing brood. Baby wrens hatch helpless and blind, but in just a couple of weeks, they grow almost as big as mom and dad. Finally, it’s time to fledge.
On the morning of August 9, we sat on the deck watching a young wren peer out the entrance hole, begging for breakfast. Mom or dad brought bugs, but mostly they urged the youngster, and its siblings, to take the plunge and abandon the only home they knew.
It’s scary. The nest is secure and safe. Mom and dad bring food and keep it clean. Then they expect their kids to leave and earn their own living in a world fraught with danger.
Our young wrens peered outside for a day or two before fluttering into the world. Huddling in low lying vegetation they called hungrily. Fortunately for wrens and many other birds, the adults help them out. We continued to hear these “branchers” calling in the nearby woods and caught glimpses of the parents bringing bugs to them. Slowly the babies figured it out.
After a few days, the young re-appeared around the yard, flying awkwardly. They have much to learn, and all sorts of perils to avoid. The parents continue to support them and many will wing south as the weather cools. We’ll watch for their return next April.
This year millions of American teenagers and new college grads are in the same fix as young wrens. Childhood and Youth are over. Peering out the door and knowing they must leave is scary. It’s tough enough to leave home during normal times, but this year coronavirus is making the transition extra challenging.
Young people heading for college don’t know whether classes will even be held. If so, will they be online or in-person? Will college include exposure to a virus that could sicken or kill? Recent high school and college grads seeking a job face different challenges. High unemployment and lurking viruses can make finding work difficult and, perhaps, dangerous. Join the military? Move across the country for a job? That’s perilous, also. Nothing seems safe. Everything’s confusing.
Like the young wrens, parents still help guide their offspring, providing support, advice, and encouragement as the “young” leave the nest. We send good wishes to the youthful wrens that started life at Winding Pathways and to young people about to launch into a confusing and challenging world. May they all thrive.
This is a report on flegdlings in Brooklyn, New York. One day I looked out a window on the upper floor of our house in Park Slope and saw that a nest was being built between the window frame and the window air conditioner. It turned out to be the nest of a mourning dove family. The reason I looked out the window is because we heard a loud, I mean loud, “cooing.” We had turned on the air conditioner which blew hot air on their nest. While this could potentially have helped the incubation process, I don’t think the parents agreed. We therefore could not use our air conditioner for a three week period. Once the fledglings were ready to leave the nest, one made a detour through a lower floor outside door in our house and ended his/her flight on a window sill. Because there was a screen in the window he/she couldn’t escape so I had to perform some physical gymnastics to extricate the storm window and screen so the bird could get back to the nest. For the next few days the pair of flegdlings would perch themselves on our chaise lounge, making that unusable, or on our fence. We still see them periodically, but they must now be involved in more serious matters.
Tim, thank you for your comments! We are just recently up on the internet again after the straight-line winds knocked out electricity and the internet for weeks. What a great story you shared!
That is an awesome blog! Thanks for sharing the pictures. It reminds me of the time my chickadees fledged from the box by our back door.
Yes, our children are faced with quite a challenge with this pandemic in our midst.
Glad you liked it! Late summer is the time of change for all.