Well, after day eleven, the young thrushes are well feathered and are
growing and thriving. Mother and father thrush, mostly mother, feed the chicks
throughout the day, and between feedings, the young birds stay hunkered down in
the nest, which, due to the fact that there are only two, is quite spacious
enough. Mom probably stays on the nest throughout the night, but does not sit
with them during the day. She does, however, stay perched close by ready to
protect the young from, well, mainly me.
On occasion, she goes off in search of some fat insects, giving me brief
opportunities to peek into the nest. The chicks eye me, motionless, presumably
hoping that their stillness and cryptically colored plumage will protect them
from this enormous predator, again, that's me.
I have put 5 more photos at the following site, only two of the photos of
the chicks were worth keeping, but Mom poses very nicely. I never watched a
hermit thrush so closely like this. It still blows me away.
While my leg heals, I read all of your posts about fall migrants, and I sigh
realizing that I cannot do any of that with a big cast on. I have to see
them vicariously through all of you and am thankful that you are writing such
great accounts of these encounters. I still cannot believe there were
parasitic jaegers so close to where I live. Wow. These incredibly pelagic birds
finding their way over landlocked Vermont. Incredible.
Keep posting. It is all read, and all appreciated.
Saint George, VT
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