Turkey Tracks: June 15, 2013
Nesting Bird Running Amok
The phobes built a nest over the kitchen door, raised three babies, fledged them early one morning last week before I ever got up, and are now out singing in the woods.
I contrast that with what is occurring on the front porch.
I’ve been vaguely aware of something going on out there. There’s was a large dark bird flitting about the porch and some straw along the roof edge. The bird has only been seen in my peripheral vision, just a fluttering of black motion and then gone. OK, I thought. I can live with a nest up there for the summer. The kiddos will love it.
Here’s what I encountered today when I went out to mow the lawn:
A whole row of half-formed nests.
The ones on the far end seem to be more in earnest:
But as near as I can tell, there isn’t a momma sitting on anything.
There are FOURTEEN of them–one in every pocket along the porch ceiling:
I’ll give it a day or two, then I’ll have to get the ladder and a pail and clean it all up.
Mercy!


