A cardinal pair meets in the bush just outside my office window on a sunny Friday afternoon. Mrs. Cardinal often makes visits to her reflection in the window.
An indigo bunting continues its rat-a-tat-tat on our windows, even after mama cardinal halted her attacks now that her baby is almost independent.
Tiger moms. Grizzly moms. We’ve probably all seen that harder side of mom. It usually happens after she’s used the eyes in the back of her head to see right through your well-laid-out plan to cover your tracks. Then that sound reaches your childish ears. She’s using that voice. And all of your names. You’re in “wait-til-your-father-gets-home” trouble.
Humans aren’t the only ones with angry moms. Over the last few weeks, we’ve begun to feel as if we were in the Hitchcock movie “The Birds.” Nearly every window in the house has been under assault from an angry female cardinal bent on defending her territory. The windows are covered with wing marks and the sills are covered with another bird byproduct.
And it’s not just the cardinal, indigo buntings have also joined the fray, all apparently in Fury mode when mistaking their reflection for another of their kind.
We figure when baby bird season is over, we can clean the windows.
Happy Mothers Day!
A welcome sight on arriving home from work — indigo buntings and a cardinal pecking around the grass.
The parade of wildlife outside the office window is amazing, and at times, distracting. Wouldn’t trade it for anything. [The photos aren’t great — hard to shoot through double-pane energy-efficient windows with a reflective coating. Still …]
Here it is late January and according to the National Weather Service, it hit 75 downtown. However, as is often said, “if you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.” There’s a slight chance of snow in 72 hours.
Fall color is everywhere in the Ouachita Mountains.