Don’t take nature for granted

Sometimes I am in awe of the cycle of life and sometimes I am just plain sad.

When I was walking merrily through my yard on Memorial Day weekend, I stopped because I saw a baby bird dead on the ground. I looked up to see if I could find the nest, although I couldn’t do anything to prevent another from suffering the same fate. I was just curious where the dear birds had nested. I never saw the nest so I think it was in the thick of leaves of the burning bush, protected from predators, I hope.

 I sighed and moved on, wishing I could do more.

The next week I was driving to work. When I turned on Gilbert Road, I swerved to avoid hitting a turtle crossing the road. I knew my husband was about three minutes behind me so I called him to tell him to watch out for the poor little guy.

He called me back to say it had already been crushed.

“Why didn’t you get out and move it?” he asked.

Well, first, I didn’t think of it. Second, because I didn’t want to get bitten (I never touched a turtle). Plus, Kathy Uhler of Pocono Wildlife Rehab often says to let wildlife be.  

At least she says that about deer.

Still I was sad.

Until I came home and found chickadees had nested on my deck.

We have bluebird boxes that came with the house. The first year I lived there, a bluebird family moved in for the month of June. I couldn’t go out to use the grill for a month until the fledgings flew the coop.

Next year when I stained the deck, I stained the birdhouse.

Mistake!

They never came back.

That was 13 years ago and the paint has worn off.

Bluebirds didn’t come, but the chickadees did.

Now I am frantically researching chickadees. They are so cute. The mom pops her head above the little opening, then inches out of the box, looking around to make sure it’s safe before she darts away so no one suspects there’s a nest inside. She meets the father who has food for her.

When she returns, she perches and looks around again before going in.

Our cat sits at the window and watches. And meows. I keep telling her to keep quiet so she doesn’t scare the birds, but she’s literally deaf and pays no attention at all.

Now I’m very cautious whenever I need to walk out there. I don’t want to spook them because I read that if predators become a problem, the nesting pair will abandon the nest and build a new one some distance away.

Nature is too precious to have anything go wrong on my watch, if I can help it this time.

 

 

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