This is the third summer we have hosted the same Phoebe family. They have built a lovely condo for themselves up in the corner of our front porch roof.
I took these photos through the glass of my front storm door. The smudges on the glass are from me pressing my face against it trying to get a better look at the babies. There are three in this group, the fourth fell to his death during a storm last week. That was horribly sad and broke my heart.
They poop all over the porch and make a mess with their nest droppings and bug guts. Each summer we say perhaps we will pull it down after they fly away, hoping they will re-locate. We don’t though.
For a few weeks twice a summer it feels like a great honor to have them. I am always amazed when I come down stairs and open the front door and discover that the parents have moved them out of the nest in the dark of the night. It seems so brilliantly smart, especially when you know that my cats lay on the porch under the nest each day patiently hoping that one will slip out and into their waiting paws. Rest assured it hasn’t happened yet.
Both parents take turns catching insects and feeding the young. I am not sure which one is placing the moth in the little waiting mouth. Too sweet. Sigh, I am going to miss their sweet peeping.
I feel fairly certain they will fly away either tonight or tomorrow – just a gut feeling, and so I’ve named them the freedom flyers in honor of the holiday.
For my fellow Americans celebrating Independence Day tomorrow – I hope you have a safe day.
I’ve made an attempt at cutting some red,white and blue flowers from my garden to place on the kitchen table.
See you later, Bye!
P.S. 6:15 am July 4th – The Freedom Flyers safely left the nest in the night. My porch seems very quiet and still this morning. If they keep the same traditions as the past few years Mr. and Mrs. Phoebe will return in a few weeks for a second brood.
P.S.S. 8:00 am – I just discovered one of the babies, has been left behind in the nest. It is crying to be fed. I will keep you posted.