An encouraging sign for our loons as well as the loon population in general appeared this week: Our mating pair of loons has returned. I was able to get a good look at the bands on the legs of both the male and the female, proof they are the same pair that fledged two healthy chicks, last summer, Jimmy and Coco.
The female has lots of jewelry, two bands on each leg. |
The male has only a single band on its left leg. |
The pair will spend the next month or two fattening up on fresh fish and selecting a nesting site. I've heard sounds of contests with other loons, so there's likely to be a little territory resolution to be done as well. Last year the various loons resolved their differences fairly quickly and this pair had nested by the first of June; we can only hope this year goes as well as last. (I reported this sighting to the LPC, and perhaps you saw that they scooped me and put these pictures in their newsletter!)
On the subject of mating and territory, one day I was drawn from a long distance by the persistent tapping of a woodpecker declaring his territory. As I carefully closed in on the sound I was amazed at how much noise a small bird can produce. The downy woodpecker knows to find good solid, dead but dry branch to hammer on which will resonant loudly throughout the forest. The farther the sound can carry, the larger territory a male woodpecker can claim. After a long time circling under the tree I was finally able to spot the percussionist, way up high on a dead oak limb. The video is poor, but you can clearly understand how his signal carries far across the land (click on the video below):
Our list of summer migrants continues to grow, with this week's arrivals including pine warblers, brown creepers, and great blue herons, one of our larger birds on the lake. Our highly visible raptor, the osprey - also known as the fish hawk - has returned and immediately made its present known by its loud kip-kip-kip call as it flies off from its perch overhanging the lake where it sits looking for an unsuspecting fish down below. One evening after a successful fishing expedition it flew into our cove and ate its catch in a secluded spot where an eagle wouldn't steal its dinner. It was dusk and I didn't want to disturb it, knowing it was hungry after its long flight from Central America, but I was able to get a couple of pictures of meal time.
"This looks like a safe spot." |
"No one followed me?" |
"Time to eat!" |
I'm not sure why osprey fluff all their feathers up like this:
Could it be to help them dry off after their dive into the water to catch the fish?
Another of my favorite birds that visit Lake Wicwas in the spring and fall made a quick appearance this week.
Mr. and Mrs. Bufflehead |
This is Mr. Bufflehead, I didn't get a decent shot of Mrs. |
Last week it was the wood frogs singing, and this week, on April 11th, it was the spring peepers raising a racket in the newly awakening forest. And as spring unfurls, lots of green shoots are erupting from the earth and buds are swelling, ready to burst open with the next sunny warm day. And more spring flowers are blooming too!
Crocuses |
The season of renewal is here - Happy Easter!
It's cool that our osprey returned the same week! I also heard its call as I was getting too close, and then gave up and flew out across the river where it still called at me until I was out of sight. I wish I hadn't disturbed it, but that's what happens when you build your nest on a walking path!
ReplyDeleteIt's a pretty distinctive call and one easily remembered once heard. Maybe it will get used to the walkers after enough of them go by!
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