We’re starting to hear the Flicker chicks learning the language. The parent sits high in a nearby tree and makes a quiet call. Then the chick pokes his head out of the hole and quietly calls back.
Is that a little color I see on his cheek?
As they get louder it will get more annoying I’m sure. The parents have started drilling on our roof again – well on our rain gutters. They must like the noise it makes? Or they are entertained by my reaction. I open the door to scare them away but sometimes I don’t know which side of the house they are on so it takes me a few minutes.
I don’t know what kind of birds these are…other than the one on the right is the parent. The one on the left stops peeping for maybe a total of 2 minutes during the day, 2 seconds at a time. He fortunately sleeps at night.
And then he panics.
I’ve heard it said that we go through the teen years so that our parents will have an easier time letting us go when it is time for us to be on our own.
Maybe this is how it happens in the bird world.