Backyard birds – The Jersey Birder

A Northern flicker comes a hammering

A male Northern flicker basks in the sunshine while sitting atop a round double shepherd's hook arm, with green grass in the background.

While drinking my wake-up cup of coffee the other day, a metallic bam-bam-bam-bam-bam came hammering down the chimney. I’d left the fireplace flue open, so the racket coming from above was loud and intense. After a pause of several seconds, the hammering resumed, a pattern that would repeat itself several times. I’d no doubt thatContinue reading “A Northern flicker comes a hammering”

Stretching my routes at the Mercer Meadows Pole Farm

A song sparrow, with its beak wide open and its tongue visible inside, belts out its song while perched on a diagonal tree branch.

My new bionic knees have rejuvenated my ability to tramp around the woods, and I’ve been steadily increasing the distances I walk in this new year. Today, I put in 2.5 miles on one of my favorite routes that takes me to the north end of the park. Along the way, I had decent lightContinue reading “Stretching my routes at the Mercer Meadows Pole Farm”

Backyard birds warm up a cold day

The wind is howling, the thermometer is at 10 degrees, and I’m sticking close to home. Fortunately, I filled the feeders yesterday and today, and the neighborhood birds are flocking to them. My wife and I looked up from our cheesesteak lunches to find a beautiful Northern flicker perched on one of the shepherd’s hooks.Continue reading “Backyard birds warm up a cold day”

The juncos and sparrows performed in the storm

Song sparrow perched on a shepherd's hook beside a tube feeder full of bird seed.

The big storm that cut a wide swath across the country left about 8 inches of new snow on the ground at our home. The storm didn’t seem to bother the dark-eyed juncos and three varieties of sparrows that fed virtually all-day long at the feeders. I expected the house sparrows and wasn’t surprised toContinue reading “The juncos and sparrows performed in the storm”

When raptors make a house call — at your own home

A bald eagle flies over the golf course, with a a flag for the 10th green at lower right.

I wasn’t able to leave home today to go birding, which makes what transpired this afternoon all the more remarkable. Early in the afternoon, just before my wife and I sat down for lunch, I looked out the dining room window and was astonished to see a hawk in the laurel tree that marks theContinue reading “When raptors make a house call — at your own home”

The Canada goose stands on guard

A "sentinel goose" looks to its righ as the geese behind it forage on the golf course grass.

From the fall through the winter and into spring, the golf course that sprawls just beyond our property line becomes a haven for Canada geese. I daresay the fairways of Cobblestone Creek Country Club see more takeoffs and landings in one day than Pearson Airport in Toronto. My wife and I generally are amused byContinue reading “The Canada goose stands on guard”

Thank goodness for backyard birds

Northern flicker clings to the bottom of a suet cage, its beak ready to pluck at the suet.

Cooped up at home for a couple of weeks after knee surgery, I’ve managed birding only by looking out the windows at home. I got a surprise yesterday when a Northern flicker parked on the suet feeder long enough for me to get my camera and take a few photos. Flickers visit our yard withContinue reading “Thank goodness for backyard birds”

Dee-dee-dee: How I love thee, chickadee

A black-capped chickadee perches on a tree branch.

My heart belongs to the chickadee. Black-capped or Carolina, I have no preference. Whichever of those perky, petite birds comes into range, I am in thrall and in love. [Note: This is a repost of the original post from Nov. 8, which I accidentally deleted.] This morning at the Mercer Meadows Pole Farm, I tookContinue reading “Dee-dee-dee: How I love thee, chickadee”

An annoyance of grackles descends

A flock of common grackles fills the blue sky overhead.

‘Tis the season for huge flocks of common grackles to fill the sky and, in recent days, descend into the front and back yards of our home. A quick Google search revealed that groups of the stolid black birds with iridescent purple heads can be called a flock or, more pointedly, a plague or anContinue reading “An annoyance of grackles descends”

Molting makes for some odd-looking birds

Pale-looking hairy woodpecker clinging to a feeder.

For many birds, mid- to late-summer is molting season. As a result, you may see some odd-looking ones like the “bald” male Northern cardinal we’ve been seeing in our yard. His head is black; the red feathers have fallen off. While looking out to the yard this afternoon, I was surprised to see a hairyContinue reading “Molting makes for some odd-looking birds”