Monday, February 11, 2013

Lesser Verses More (American) Goldfinch

Like the sparrows, finches can be very hard to differentiate, unless you know some facts. Being a compulsive bird addict, making time for Ornithology or for the truest scientific study of birds isn't always my favorite part about watching birds. I'd rather watch birds, as opposed to read about birds.

However, because it's a cold  day, snowing outside, which is very rare for our region and because it's time for wintering goldfinches to invade the backyard, they seemed like a good bird to evaluate for a post. To help out...I've found and inserted an image from Birding is Fun.com.

 Image from Birding is Fun.
http://www.birdingisfun.com/2011/04/backyard-birding-american-vs-lesser.html


First, lets look at the Lesser Goldfinch in Adult male "Western form". They are a small and compact songbird with a black crown, short pointy gray bill, lemon-yellow underparts that contrast with black and white patterned wings and an olive back. "Texas" males show solid black back and bright yellow underparts. While male birds in the southern and eastern parts of the lesser goldfinch's range have a black back and western and northern birds have an olive green back, both share the bright yellow underparts.

While you can't see this bird's tail, back or underpants, it's short pointy gray bill and dark cap are giveaways. 

Lessor Goldfinch Male

So with all that information we should be able to tell them apart. Sounds easy right? Then how about this chick? Is it a Lessor or an American? My guess, it's a Lesser. Mainly because her parents were here and I saw their black backs! I cheated.  



Baby Lessor Goldfinch
Photo © Kelly Rishor
Last year a female and male tended to a nest in our olive tree, which is nestled near the house's front roof. The female Lesser Goldfinch selected the nest site, choosing a spot in a fork of branches. They like spots concealed by clusters of leaves, or shaded by lichens or grapevines. The babies are hatched naked, blind, and totally dependent on parents for food.

Mama Lesser Goldfinch
While it doesn't relate to I.D. some fun facts about Lessers. They are monogamous birds that mate after a courtship ritual of the male ceremoniously feeding the female, just as he will provide food for her while she incubates their eggs and while both parents feed the chicks. 

Mama Lessor Goldfinch
Male Lesser Goldfinch
Now, let's look at American Goldfinches. These birds are slightly larger than the Lesser Goldfinch. They're very bright yellow above and below, with boldly patterned black and white wings and have a white undertail. not yellow like the Lesser.

Male American Goldfinch
http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/American_Goldfinch/id
Here's where it gets tricky. Winter birds are drab, unstreaked brown, with blackish wings and two pale wingbars.
Photo – American Goldfinch in Winter © Putneypics

Image and info from http://birding.about.com/od/Identify-Bird-Families/ss/American-Goldfinch-Identification_3.htm. American goldfinches are most confusing in winter when they are totally without their bright breeding colors. Both males and females look similar in winter, with these field marks…
  1. Head: The head is a warm tan color that may show a yellow or gray wash, though the extent of the color varies widely.

  2. Bill: The bill remains sharply pointed in winter but turns a dull dark gray or black.

  3. Throat: Winter American goldfinches have varying amounts of yellow on their throat, though the color is usually dull and can be hard to see. A brighter finch may have more yellow extending onto the upper breast or to the cheeks.

  4. Wings: In winter, the black wings contrast less with the dull body but still show one wide white wing bar, no matter which gender the bird may be.

  5. Plumage: The overall coloration of winter American goldfinches is a dull tan with a warm brown or yellow wash. The underparts are slightly paler than the upperparts.

  6. Legs and Feet: Even in winter, the legs and feet of these goldfinches remain pale.


  7. The goldfinch’s main natural habitats are weedy fields and floodplains, where plants such as thistles and asters are common. They’re also found in cultivated areas, roadsides, orchards, and backyards. American Goldfinches can be found at feeders any time of year, but most abundantly during winter, hence my posting. I've been seeing more of these little guys in recent weeks, as they really love the tall pine trees in our backyard, most likely for the pine cone seeds. 
    Well, I hope this helps you half as much as it has helped me. I'll promise to do my best calling them by their correct species name in the future!

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Birding in Tortolita Mountains

Our recent cold snap left me feeling horribly cooped up, so I decided to go hiking and birding. Also, I wanted to try out my new camera harness, fanny pack and hat, all gifts from Christmas. One problem, I had no idea where to go, so I closed my eyes spun in a circle and stopped facing north, looks like Tortolitas or bust! 


New territory for me, the Tortolita Mountains border the northwest edge of the Tucson valley, near the towns of Oro Valley which is where we live. They are the smallest of Tucson's mountain ranges, however they still feature rugged peaks, gullies, canyons and tall saguaros.  To get started, I printed out a map from the website http://www.marana.com/DocumentCenter/Home/View/1314 and decided to shoot for the Upper Javelina Trail.  Chosen not because the Ritz Carlton Golf  Resort can be seen from the trail, but because it looked like the quietest and least traveled. (Going alone, I also let hubby know where I'd be.) 


Initially, the Wild Burro Trail weaves in and out of a dry riverbed before getting to the split off where the Upper Javelina Trail starts. The signs were so lacking at the parking lot and along the trail that I was a bit lost, even with my map. And, I wasn't the only one lost. A small group of ladies couldn't find their way back to the parking lot, so I took a quick cell phone photo to note where we were. Letting go of ever finding my exact trail destination, it was time to relax and just watch for birds. 


Within minutes of settling in to enjoy the surroundings, I spot a Red-tailed hawk on a tall saguaro. Wow...they are a pair and in an early courtship display. Because hawks can fly at 40 miles per hour and are typically high in the wind currents I was excited to get a few images, even if they far away. And unless they are standing side by side, don't ask me which is the female or male!



In  The Distance a Red-Tailed Hawk 


Red-tailed Hawk





Courtship Display
Back to Perch

Also, I see a pair of Towhees, Phainopepla, Gila woodpeckers, a few Cactus Wrens...I start writing a list. Then I spot these little Blue-gray Gnatcatchers. I chased them from bush to bush and barely catch a photo. 



Blue-Grey Gnatcatcher
Blue-Grey Gnatcatcher
Another one of my favorites came along to eat mistletoe, a Mockingbird.


Northern Mockingbird
Seriously, I rarely hike without a visit from a hummingbird!
Anna's Hummingbird


Now, I 'm taking in the scenery and the desert's beauty centers my core. I feel alive!







Naming This, "Italian Tablecloth Rock"


Alas! I find the trail head. Only after I was attacked on my arm by a jumping cholla. I'll let wikipedia explain that drama. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cylindropuntia_fulgida. 

Trail Head

Around the trail signs, in the grasses of the dry river bed were several bird species. I saw sparrows, a cardinal and heard many other bird calls. Sadly, people kept passing by and scaring them off. Shortly after that, I decided to go home myself.



      Black-throated Sparrow and White-crowned Sparrow

At the parking lot was the trail mascot... a sunbathing Cactus Wren. Looks like he was as happy to see the sun as I was!



Itchy Cactus Wren
Cactus Wren and Arizona state bird

All in all, the hike was fun. Don't think it will be on my favorites list. Maybe I'll try again when water is running down the sandy river beds? We'll see. Oh speaking of running down river beds, I spotted a herd (6) of Javelina from the parking lot. Maybe how the trail got it's name? 



Javelina

My bird list: Hike 2.5 hrs. 



1Anna's Hummingbird
1Northern Cardinal
2Northern Mockingbird
2Abert's Towhee
3Northern Flicker
4Red-tailed Hawk
4Phainopepla
4Black-throated Sparrow
6Gila Woodpecker
6Blue-gray Gnatcatcher
10Cactus Wren
12White-crowned Sparrow

On the way home I saw a pair of Red-tail hawks (maybe the same pair) perched on a utility pole.



Maybe the Female On The Right?
Amazing Bird
Any time you want to see prey birds in Tucson, just drive Tangerine Boulevard! 

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

A Good Day To Be With Birds


Today, January 8th,  marked the 2nd anniversary of Gabby Giffords's shooting. It was a hard day for many residents of Tucson in particular, myself included. The incident occurred just a few miles from where we live and I drive by that corner several times a week. Remembering the tragic events of that horrific day makes me very sad, so I went outside in my yard to meditate and pray for healing. Surely, I'm not the only one who decided to go outside to mourn. (http://www.kvoa.com/news/survivors-remember-january-8th-shooting-through-outdoor-activities/)

Of course stepping out back involved a visit from my hummer and I soon forgot the sadness. Birds have such a way of taking all the pain away. My motto, when you're feeling down...go birding!

On that note, I'll share some of the images I've taken over the past few days. Hope they bring you some joy as well.

Pyrrhuloxia

Pyrrhuloxia

Sand Bathing Sparrows

Food Tray Made With Bread and Fruits

American Kestral


Juvenile Harris Hawk

Five of the Six that Hunt the Area

Cooper's Hawk in Back Yard


Angry That I Made it Move. 


Christina-Taylor Green Memorial 

May all those effected by the tragedy have continued healing and may lovely little birds bring joy into their hearts. xx



Thursday, December 27, 2012

My Christmas Lickings

Happy Holidays!


Hopefully the holiday season has brought you joy, love and excitement?

Our Christmas has been so wonderful. Besides the many precious moments with family and friends, this is the first year a wild bird actually touched me, or should I say licked me?!?!


I've written about Homer, my Costa's hummer, and our special friendship but I never thought he'd warrant a whole new blog posting. It seems that the little bird thinks I'm a large tasty flower. He not only licked my hand once, he's done it twice, so far! 




A FaceBook friend commented that I should get a photo, so I took that as a challenge and got a video instead. The clip is quick...but so are hummers. You can't really see him on the back of my hand pushing his bill in between my fingers, but I didn't dare move. Hopefully you enjoy the capture half as much as I enjoyed the lick!

Happy New Year in 2013, I'm wishing you a year filled with the wonder of nature and may a bird lick your hand!

Monday, December 3, 2012

Homer, My Hummer

Everyone loves hummingbirds, but do hummingbirds love us? That is the question I ask myself often.

Mr. Homer the hummer seems to adore me. His love affair with me (and my nectar) may be called "imprinting"? I'm not sure. Here's the definition: im·print·ing  (mprntng) n. A rapid learning process by which a newborn or very young animal establishes an attraction to another animal of its own kind or to a substitute or an object identified as the parent.

Okay, I'll call it "a behavior pattern of recognition." He comes when I call, he rarely leaves the yard and he won't let any other hummingbirds stay for very long. He's chased away the Anna's, Black-chinned, Broad-billed and Allen's, with one exception...the ladies. He lets the girls come for juice.

Homer, my Hummer.
Homer is a Costa's (Calypte costae) and I remember when we met. It was a very rainy day and he had gotten wet, I could see he was shivering from the cold. Costa’s Hummingbirds breed mainly from February to May on their desert breeding grounds in California and Arizona, so I'm guessing he was just a few months old when we met. I felt so bad for the little guy and (after I took his photo) I reassured him, "I will take good care of you sweetie bird, don't be scared."

Cold and wet Homer.
Homer hasn't left since that day. Whenever I go out side he flits right up to my face. I used to get startled, not anymore.  However, that kind of behavior from a small cute bird is not always welcomed. Our daughter Katrina is scared of the hummer's quick appearances, unlike our Grandson Daniel who grew up playing in the back yard with Homer. Daniel helps me bring feeders to hang in the large Eldarica pine where Homer lives.

Homer and his real Mamma.
The bird is so at home here...that he even visits the dog, Karmel. When I sit in his chair, Homer will visit my face over and over, flying right up near my eye balls. He comes to my finger tip and almost sat on my coffee cup handle one morning. Prominent perching and whistling during perching may also be considered displays of affection and he is quite the singer!


Follow arrow to bird on chair. 

Homer on the arm rest of "his" chair.
With a bird so sweet to care for it's so important to buy him treats. A few months ago I bought him flowers and he went nuts! Throughout the year, Costa’s Hummingbirds feed on nectar from flowers, hawk flying insects, and glean other insects from leaves, branches, and tree trunks. Hummers obtain sufficient water from their food, yet Homer loves to try and drink from our water fountain anyway. 

Mexican Honeysuckle.
On a bucket handle, close to the ground and just feet away from me.


Me with an Anna's, seen on the left of feeder.

To care for the hummers, I keep the feeders full at all times, with the standard mixture of one part sugar to four parts water. Three are hung out of sight of each other, which keeps down the fighting. Also, I clean the feeders with a bottle brush and super hot water, only adding a tiny amount of bleach if the summer has made them icky. In the winter they're checked for ice first thing in the morning. It's a lot of work, but I enjoy it. 

Yes, I do realize hummers can have a short lifespan, about 5-7 years. God forbid, when the time comes for my baby to go...I'm sure more will visit and stay a while. I've found three unoccupied nests in the yard this year alone. Homer has let a younger male Costa's move in the yard and I can tell them apart because the new one has a flattened elongated shaped head! 

Words can't express how much joy Homer brings me and I will always treat him like my baby. 

All grown up!