I love spring and summer as the first sound of the early morning is that of a loud, “cheer, cheer, cheer.” Waking up to that sound means the male cardinal is welcoming the new day and working hard on attracting a female companion to create a new generation.
I did some research and found out that the female will choose a male as a nesting partner in part to the strength of his voice and song repertoire. I had a male cardinal in the maple tree outside my bedroom window in April that sang for one whole hour! I couldn’t believe that the female would be ignoring such a lovely serenade. I was starting to think he was singing just for me when I heard that he got a reply in the distance and flew away. I certainly enjoyed that he picked my tree to sing in even if it was four in the morning!
The male cardinal is an exquisite color of red. I find it difficult to take my eyes off of him. He perches at the tallest tree branch. This makes it difficult to get his photo as he also is a flighty bird. I am a very determined individual and it has taken me several attempts to get these photos.
He was aware of my presence but my determination paid off in waiting for him with my camera. He played for a while going to tree to tree and then swooped down over my head as much to say, “follow me.”
What I then experienced was nature at its finest moment. The male made a soft call and the female, who is brown in color with a hint of red, came out of the dense spirea bush landing on a near-by tree branch at the same second the male went into the bush. Oh how I would have loved to have viewed the nest. I watched her awhile. She took a very quick (no doubt refreshing) bath using the bird bath under the tree.
A few days later, I had the house windows open and my son’s cockatiel bird (who was inside his cage) started calling back and forth to the cardinal whistles it heard outside. It was a true delight to hear them go back and forth. It must have been a territory chat of you are not getting in “my” house!
Observation makes me realize that in a way we are all birds of a feather. The quote “birds of a feather flock together” simply means that people with common traits, interests and tastes tend to associate and congregate with each other, similar to how birds of the same species flock together.
Go outside and enjoy the sweet whistles. Take the time to follow them. They may also take you on a journey that is utterly fantastic to view.
Gavin arrives back to Minnesota soon and we will definitely be doing some bird watching. Feel free to leave us a reply about birds in your area after this post. The gold finches are back at my bird feeder as I type. They are also beautiful birds with their bright yellow color.
Sweet Conclusions ~ Time out with Gavin and Rosie