My north field is filled with Bobolinks and Meadowlarks this year, but especially Bobolinks. They sit on fence posts and telephone wires, singing their loud, happy, bubbling song. This photo is from the internet because I couldn't get a good close-up:
I could, however, get a video of a male singing on a fence post. That's my north field behind him, and the tree in bloom in a Shadbush. The Bobolink is facing the camera and you can see the flash of gold from the back of his head every time he looks to the side or toward the ground:
One of the Plum trees and the Apricot tree both burst into bloom:
The Apricot tree, planted six years ago, has never bloomed before. I'm hoping to taste my own apricots this year:
The Plum tree has bloomed before but never borne fruit because it is not in blossom at the same time as the other Plum tree. This year, however, its flowers coincided with the Plum trees across the road. Maybe there is hope yet:
I collected the last of the Daffodil flowers, put them in a vase and brought them to church:
And while I was at it, I clipped off some PJM Rhododendron branches, put them in a vase and brought them to church also:
The fantail pigeons are nesting but so far there have been no babies (except one dead one):
The bantam hens are laying eggs, but (I am happy to say) at a much slower rate than in the past:
They seem happy and content in their room inside the barn:
I have only 11 birds left and don't plan to get any more when they are gone:
You have such beautiful flowers. I am going to have to remember that bobolink song because I have never seen one. Maybe I will hear one now that I have heard what they sound like.
ReplyDeleteThanks. They seem to like fields which are right next to woods, and the males perch on fence posts or telephone wires to sing their bubbly songs.
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