Northern Oriole
I made a wonderful discovery this weekend. The orioles I had seen last week have made a nest in one of our beech trees, and I can see where it is. I can't see the opening (or even much of the nest), as it is in a branch that's about 40 feet up. But I watched the female fly in a couple of times. The male is patrolling the yard, chasing away anything that gets too close.
I love the male's striking orange and black markings. And the female is yellow and dusky grey. This is a photo of the male we had last year. I wonder if they could be the same pair.
His song keeps me company as I work in the flower gardens. It is a melodic whistle that makes me wish like anything that I could whistle too. Alas, I have never mastered the skill. So my heart echoes his whistle. I feel so blessed that they chose to nest here, making my backyard even more of a bird-watching paradise.
I love the male's striking orange and black markings. And the female is yellow and dusky grey. This is a photo of the male we had last year. I wonder if they could be the same pair.
His song keeps me company as I work in the flower gardens. It is a melodic whistle that makes me wish like anything that I could whistle too. Alas, I have never mastered the skill. So my heart echoes his whistle. I feel so blessed that they chose to nest here, making my backyard even more of a bird-watching paradise.
Comments
www.wildlifearoundus.blogspot.com