By Gary Bogue
Monday, July 31st, 2006 at 1:37 pm in wild birds.
Gary: I wanted to write to you to share the slice of nature’s drama that been unfolding on my front porch over the past several weeks.
My spider plant recently became home to a family of sparrows (at least, I think they’re sparrows). About two months ago the two adults diligently constructed a lovely little nest, tucked neatly beside the plant fronds in my heart-shaped planter pot hanging from the eaves. Shortly thereafter, two blue eggs appeared and within days, another two. The little female faithfully sat on the eggs day and night to keep her brood warm, leaving only when humans dared step onto the porch, like the mail carrier or UPS driver.
I think I was as anxious for the little birds to hatch as were momma and poppa. Two weeks ago the first of four tiny critters poked its head above the edge of the pot. At first, their peeps were so muted I could barely hear them at feeding time nor were they big enough to see. But how quickly they have grown! Now they seem nearly as large as the two attentive adults.
At feeding time, all four rise up from the leaves, loudly peeping with beaks agape, begging for as much food as mom can supply. Their fuzzy heads are so cute. They look like prehistoric raptors with a Mohawk hair-do. This past weekend they started stretching their wings a bit, so I’m looking forward to witnessing their first attempts at flight.
It has been an unexpected delight to watch this small segment of nature’s cycle of life happening right outside my living room window. I will be sad to see this little family leave the neighborhood when it is their time to leave the nest. (Susan in Concord)