Returning to the habitat known as Wakodahatchee Wetlands in Delray Beach, the birds continually evolve in their spring behavior of courting, mating, nesting, and rearing of their young ones.
Not all babies have been born yet at this time, as this black-neck stilt can attest to … though it shouldn’t be long for they have been at it for some time already.
Other birds, such as the black-bellied whistling ducks, pass over the wetlands repeatedly, each time making their presence known. They usually fly in flocks in varying numbers, but no matter the number, the listener can understand quickly how they got their name. They have the distinctive sound of very loud whistling as they are within the area. I personally can’t stop laughing when I hear it.
Of course, they’re just as silly looking when they tidy up a bit with a nice refreshing bath.
Yes, the birds are seemingly everywhere and it never ceases to amaze how incredibly protective and possessive they get in the spring.
I think that every time I visited to Wako, I witnessed an attack of a red-shouldered hawk who was either innocently passing through or looking for a quick delicacy. This one got double-teamed – a stilt and red-winged backbird were both on its tail … literally!
The babies that were first born grew up so fast too and have their own version of sibling squabbles going on.
I have to say that these great blue heron parents are quite patient with their attention-needy, beak-grabbing, little ones. LOL
The tri-colored herons always remind me of little prehistoric guys with those faces that only a mother can love. Look how excited they get when she returns! LOL
Now we all know how baby birds often get fed, but come on, this looks quite painful! How they manage to stay upright in the trees as they jerk around, almost violently, being fed. It’s really amazing to watch.
Probably the most fascinating to watch as they grew up were the wood storks. Speaking of prehistoric looking, these birds take the prize in that category. I personally though find them beautiful … I know, in their own way. They start off so tiny, but before long, grew up quite fast.
Are they just not the cutest????
So goes it at the natural rookery of Wakodahatchee Wetlands. Like most places in nature, you just never know what you’re going to get when you go there, but it’s always something interesting and often, heart-warming.
Next up on the blog: Speaking of the unexpected … check out who spent some time for a visit!
© 2015 Debbie Tubridy / TNWA Photography