Big Blue, Mama Blue, Baby Blue Times Two
by Michael Wachovec
(Chillicothe, Ohio, USA)
I live in south-central Ohio. Since early spring I have been observing a male and female Eastern Bluebird nesting in my birdhouse. Next to the birdhouse, on a four foot long pole, I set a round tray with a circular perch which I fill twice a day with meal worms. This method seems to discourage the many Robins feeding on the ground. One morning in early June, when I approached the feeder to fill it, I was dive-bombed by the male. I checked the nest and saw the baby bluebird within it. Two weeks later I saw the fledgling perched on a board, nailed to a telephone pole, outside my bedroom window. Several times, both the male and female brought food to him as he quivered his wings and opened his beak. As he perched, he would stretch first one wing and then the other; like an athlete stretching before a sporting match. Suddenly, flapping his wings furiously, he flew to the nearest branch of a locust tree close by. I did not see him again for several weeks.
Early one evening in late June, I filled the feeder with meal worms and waited in my blind. Much to my surprise, first the male, then the female perched on the feeder. Then, (to my utter delight!) the fledgling arrived on the feeder. It was fully as big as the male who began stuffing meal worms into its open maw. As I watched, another fledgling arrived at the feeder! Both of them were sporting a white breast with black spots. I hope to have pictures of this wonderful sight very soon.