It is Fall warbler migration season in Indiana. This American Redstart seems a bit testy.
They flew all around us as if we were not even there, and seemed to have some fledglings down in the grasses. These fellas (at least 2 individuals by looking at their markings) sat within 2 yards of me, not a bit concerned.
Prophetstown State Park, Indiana
Junior Red Bellied Woodpecker was fascinated with the vine hanging in front of Pops and kept grabbing it with his beak then freefalling while hanging on. Then he would jump off at the bottom of the fall, climb back up the tree and do it all over again. Dad did what my Dad would have done – pretty much ignored the kid’s activity and went on about his business.
Our backyard fledglings are like all other youthful critters and explore their new world, pecking at, tasting and checking all the new surfaces and fluttering things, sometimes with quite a humorous show. They are also not that nervous of we humans.
With the plethora of suitors hanging out in the woods this Spring, I am sure this sweet female had her pick of the lot and is now raising a family of little Redwing Blackbirds. Some of which will be sounding off in the top of the trees this time next year.
Deep among the shelter of leaves, all fluffed against the cool and cloudy afternoon, the catbird sits thinking catbird thoughts.