Showing posts with label American robin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label American robin. Show all posts

Friday, June 10, 2011

Mouthfuls of Worms

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I've had an opportunity to photograph many robins this spring. There are no more robins than usual. They do seem to be bolder than usual this year, not as skittish. Perhaps this is because there is so much food that they can afford to be bold. I don't know. But they have posed for me and not flown away. They dig for worms close to me. John was using the tractor and there were several robins close by waiting for him to stop digging. As soon as he stopped, they flew in for the uncovered worms and grubs — just like the chickens did last year.

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One night, John mentioned to me the bold behavior of the robins. He said how they all crammed as many worms into their mouths as possible before they flew away. Each time they found a new worm, he said, they would drop a mouthful of worms on the ground, catch another one, drop it on the slimy pile, and then gather up the entire pile in their beaks. Obviously, they are feeding babies in a nest because they are not eating the worms, simply collecting as much as possible. John said they did the same thing with caterpillars — but they didn't mix their food. If they were catching caterpillars, they caught as many as they could fit in their beak, and never carried a worm with caterpillars.

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As John told me about this, I realized that I had many photographs of this robin activity. I remember wondering why the robins I had photographed had so many worms, but I never developed the thought. I just went on to the next photographic adventure. This was why they have been bold and unafraid. With babies to feed, and lots of food, they aren't going to worry too much about me or John or the tractor. None has ever hurt them. They are a bit more leary when the cats are about, but not too leary. They know they can easily get away from these middle-aged cats!

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So here are some photos of individual robins, beaks full of worms. They are funny (to me) to look at. I hope you enjoy them!

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American Robin

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Turdus migratorius

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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

An Uncooperative Robin

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I took a walk out back on April 10 to see what birds had returned for the summer. I saw a robin perched in willows but by the time I had him in the viewfinder, he flew off. These are the shots I got. I like getting the birds in flight, but it would be nice if they would sit still while I focus!

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Saturday, April 02, 2011

The First Robin

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March 31, 2011

Every spring I note the day that I see my first robin. The day you see the first robin of spring is a lucky day in New England. It's an important harbinger of spring. But this was the latest that I had ever seen my first. As I write this, I can hear the snow plow go by. The season’s snow has not yet melted, the ponds and lakes are still frozen and we got another six inches of snow here yesterday on this part of the mountain. But it may reach 40°F this coming week. The sun might shine. There is always hope.

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Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Bird Day Part 2: New Hampshire

When I got home to New Hampshire last night, I climbed up the ladder to photograph the baby robins. All of a sudden a flurry of feathers and wings were all about. One baby landed on my head and then flew off. One landed in the driveway, and one on the porch. The parents exploded about me and I was sure the mother was going to attack me.

I climbed down from the ladder and every bird of any species within a half mile away had arrived to holler at me. The chickadees were especially strident.

The racket woke up John, who had worked so hard yesterday that he was napping. He came down and we found two of the three chicks. John spoke quietly to the chicks before he picked them up and put them back in the nest. We think the third chick is in the rafters of the porch but we will continue to check for it.
The babies were 1 week, 4.5 days old yesterday afternoon.
Baby Robins Set
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Saturday, May 30, 2009

Baby Robins Are 1 Week Old

In case you missed the previous post, click here to see their growth from eggs to here at one week. Notice how the straw that the mother laid in the nest is gone. She cleans the straw out as it is dirtied by the babies in order to keep predators away.
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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Baby Robins


12 hours old
Note the cleanliness of the nest and the size of the babies.

12 hours old

36 hours

72 hours

84 hours
Tomorrow, when I am back home in New Hampshire,
I will be able to photograph them at one week old.

Baby Robins Set

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Friday, May 22, 2009

The Baby Robins

John has a nest of robins over the eaves of his back door. The mom flies off whenever we drive in or out or leave the house. I was worried about the survival of the eggs because of the frosts we have been having and the amount of time she was off of the nest. But they hatched this morning! So as soon as I arrived here this evening, I photographed the little ones. I have never seen just hatched birds before. It's quite an experience.

The eggs as photographed last Saturday, May 16, 2009. I stood on a ladder and held the camera over the nest.

If you click the photo and go to the Flickr page for this photo, and then click "All Sizes" on top of the photo, you will clearly see the tiny bones and internal structure of these translucent babies.

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Sunday, March 08, 2009

Robins and Sugaring

I saw my first robin of the year on Saturday in Wilmot, New Hampshire. According to New England tradition, March 7 was then my lucky day. And it was. The first robin also means that sugaring season has begun —

It is the first mild day of March:
Each minute sweeter than before,
The redbreast sings from the tall larch
That stands beside our door.

– William Wordsworth (1770–1850)
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Friday, May 02, 2008

The Robin by Emily Dickinson


The robin is the one
That interrupts the morn
With hurried, few, express reports
When March is scarcely on.

The robin is the one
That overflows the noon
With her cherubic quantity,
An April but begun.

The robin is the one
That speechless from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.

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Monday, April 14, 2008

First Robin of Spring


THE ROBIN is the one
That interrupts the morn
With hurried, few, express reports
When March is scarcely on.

The robin is the one
That overflows the noon
With her cherubic quantity,
An April but begun.

The robin is the one
That speechless from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.

Emily Dickinson
Seen on Sunday, April 13, 2008 during the snow squall.

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