Much Anticipated Ducklings Arrive
As I have mentioned in my last two posts, we have been fortunate this spring to have exciting wood duck activity right in our backyard. On May 16th, I had reported that egg laying had started in both of the artificial nesting boxes adjacent to our pond. In the early stages of egg laying, it is quite easy to monitor the activity. Early in the morning both the drake and hen arrive at the pond. The female enters the box for twenty to thirty minutes and lays one egg each day while the male stands guard on the pond or nearby nesting box. As soon as they fly away, I can go down and open the box to get an egg count.
Once incubation starts which is usually the day the last egg is laid, nest monitoring becomes more of a challenge. To avoid disturbing the hen and making her abandon the nest, it is imperative to only check the box while she is off feeding and getting water to drink. This happens for very short periods of time early in the morning or in the evening just before dark. If a person gets an egg count some morning and knows the final clutch size, it is relatively easy to determine the hatching date. The normal incubation period for wood ducks is 29 to 30 days.
After hatching, the hen will keep the ducklings in the box overnight giving them the opportunity to prepare for their maiden voyage. Actually their first adventure is quite remarkable. They must jump from the height of ten feet with no ability to fly and then follow the hen cross country. These treks can be for quite some distance and traverse a variety of cover and terrain eventually ending at the water’s edge. All this must be accomplished without the detection of dogs, cats, a variety of predators and even automobile tires.
I have watched numerous nature documentaries feature the hatching of wood ducks and their subsequent departure from the nesting box, but have never experienced this for real. On the late afternoon of May 17th, I heard the faint chirping of newly hatched ducklings. So early in the morning of the 18th, I was in my nearby blind with camera in hand. At 6:45 am., I could hear considerable commotion coming from inside the box. Then at 7:00 am., the hen stuck her head out of the box for the first of three times. She does this to make sure the coast is clear of any danger before bringing her brood out to face the real world. At the conclusion of her third reconnaissance, she dropped straight to the ground below and immediately the young ducklings started coming out like popcorn.
With her entire brood at her side, she marched them into the pond. Amazingly the ducklings instinctively started feeding on the plethora of insects at the surface of the water. Most young birds sit at the edge of the nest with mouths wide open waiting to be fed. Following twenty minutes of swimming and feeding on the pond, the hen gathered her ducklings and cautiously began their epic march to the river.
I would like to conclude this post with two additional observations that might be of interest. First, this spring will be remembered for the cold wet weather that persisted for days on end as well as having Baltimore orioles at our feeders in numbers seldom observed before. We saw our first orioles on April 30th with their numbers steadily increasing until Friday May13th. On that day, we counted as many as 21 orioles at or near our feeders at one time. The photo I have included in this post was taken through our sunroom window and featured six simultaneously at our jelly feeders. With the abundance of activity that day, an entire 32 ounce jar of grape jelly was consumed! I have been asked by others who witnessed this unusual spectacle for an explanation. My best guess is that a strong cold front was moving in from the north at the peak of their migration stalling further travel. In any event, it was observed and was the center of discussion for several days.
Second, an outdoor activity I look forward to every Memorial Day weekend the past several years is to spend with my youngest daughter Angie fishing local waters. This year our fishing adventure was on a popular trout stream.
As we were working our way up the stream, we flushed a yellow warbler off it’s neatly woven nest in the crotch of a cow parsnip plant. Upon closer examination of the nest, we discovered four small speckled warbler eggs and one additional egg the same color but twice the size.
I immediately thought of a parasitic nesting bird the cowbird. This bird has the unkindly reputation of laying one egg in the nest of other birds. The host bird then ends up incubating the young oversized cowbird. Evidently yellow warbler nests are prime targets for cowbird trickery. This behavior evolved over years of living among herds of bison. The cowbirds would feast on the insects that the bison disturbed while grazing. Because the bison were always on the move, it wasn’t possible for cowbirds to establish and maintain their own nest.












































