The time for Bullock's Orioles in the garden is swiftly closing. It goes way too quickly every summer.
One of the privileges of feeding the adults is the honor of having their young follow then stay to use the garden as an exploring ground. I believe they've covered every surface available in the two weeks since they've fledged! I never complain (even when they break some of my most coveted plants!) because it affords me some amazing observation opportunities. Like this day when one of the young perched right outside my kitchen window:
What happened next reminded me how similar parents are ~ no matter what species they might be..
The Mother flew up with an insect in her beak:
Can you see it??? Excuse the quality of the photos ~ I was taking them thru the screen.
Next she carefully inserts it into the babies beak:
But it's not a quick transfer like one might imagine.
She stays to keep pushing the meal back inside the babies beak:
Over and over again, she checked, pushed, re-inserted until she was absolutely certain the meal went "down."
It was a very patient, careful, tender, and would it be "forward" of me to say loving process?? The parents every bit as invested in rearing their young as we are.... I can remember doing this very thing so many times when my daughter was young.
Babies of any kind are clueless how much work is involved in their rearing ~ this one no exception!
How lucky am I to be a witness???
They haven't even left yet and I'm already counting the days until they return next May.
I hope this little one makes the journey safely...