"Daddy Bird Staying Near The Birthing Site

                      The daddy bird moved to the top of the house.5-5-2019 Perryton, TX

This is the post that didn't get posted yesterday. There has been some changes to my computer service, and I am waiting on a technician to fix it. I cannot pull up the story that goes with this picture. So I will try and rewrite it, although the  original thought will not be possible to remember.

I was sitting in my yard yesterday when I noticed this bird eyeing me from the ground under a  nearby tree, and never flew away. After several minutes I remembered this is the time for bird hatching. I have seen this same happening before. When the mother bird needs to leave her nest for awhile the daddy bird always stays close to it, and watches for safety for the eggs, or possible already hatched baby birds. There is a mother bird who builds her nest in this same tree every spring. It is located right close to my window, and it is  a small plum tree. I usually see the nest while the mother is building it because there are few leaves, and I can always find it even after the tree is finally thick with leaves, and the branches are crossing each other. But this year I didn't watch for the nest being constructed, so I could not find it after looking through the tree for several minutes. But I knew it was in that tree when I saw the daddy bird making such a fuss at me. While I was still looking for the nest I noticed the daddy bird had landed on top of the house and was about to come after me. I was entertained to say the least.

I've been told that the same male, and female birds mate every year, and both are responsible for the life of the babies. How does this compare with humans? I think some human parents could take a lesson or two from the birds. That's about all of the story I remember, but the pictures are the most important. I did get to keep them, and hopefully this short story will come out with them. One year I did get to put the camera right over the nest and take a perfect picture of two newly-hatched birds. I knew there were babies in the nest because I saw blue egg shells on the ground. The birds are Robbins, and they are so pretty when feathered out. I won't get to do that this year because I never found the nest, and I don't want to disturb the parents any more.


God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp