Golden-crowned Kinglets & Bridges of Recall

When I was growing up, my grandparents owned twenty acres of woodlands and marshes that were a haven for birds.  My grandfather took long planks, forming Zen-like bridges which zig zagged through the wetlands, creating a trail to the Baker River where we would take long walks, exploring nature. 

The house is located in Plymouth, New Hampshire and used to be an old Stagecoach Inn.  It has hand-hued beams in the ceiling and hand-forged iron latches on the doors. One side of the property borders a babbling brook where my brother and I used to love to play. The brook runs into a bog-like area forming marshes in the lower parts of the neighboring fields.  A rustic stonewall marks the demarcation between our property and a 50-acre farm with its far-reaching fields that extends north to the river.

In the early mornings I take a walk down the old dirt road to sit awhile on the little wooden bridge that stretches over a spot that funnels the wetland marsh waters back into a fast running brook. It’s only about a foot over the water and I can dangle my feet and watch many species of bird from this one spot.

When I was a kid, my brother and I used to pretend this bridge was a floating raft. We imagined we were on some big adventure with snapping turtles, birds and the occasional grasshoppers that would jump aboard.  This was also the place I saw my first Golden-crowned Kinglet. Today, to my delight, I saw not one, but a small group flitting through the lower branches looking for food on this beautiful June morning.

Once you cross the bridge, on one side is a large woodland area. When my children were born the neighbors converted a few areas of the field into a Christmas tree farm, and planted a variety of conifers.  Over the years many of the trees were not cut down and the grove became a forest— the perfect place for birds like the Golden-crowned Kinglet to locate themselves, and now they have flourish.

Golden-crowned Kinglets are tiny, not much bigger than a hummingbird. They are a very social bird, and are not skittish of people. Outside of the breeding season they continue to flock with each other and can be seen with other small songbirds including some Warblers, Chickadees, Downy Woodpeckers and Red-Breasted Nuthatches.

They flick their wings while hopping from branch to branch looking for insects.  Their yummy diet includes aphids, grasshoppers, crickets, lice, bugs, lacewings, beetles, caddis flies, moths, butterflies, flies, bees, wasps, spiders, mites, and some mollusks. In winter the Kinglets also eat small amounts of seeds and may forage in brush piles and under trees.

June begins their nesting season and they are alert, acrobatic and very busy. They raise two large broods of young despite the short season of the northern boreal forest. The female feeds her first brood up to the day after they leave the nest. She then starts laying the second set of eggs while the male takes care of the first brood. The male manages to feed eight or nine nestlings himself, and he occasionally feeds the incubating female too.

Golden-crowned Kinglets may be tiny birds but they are hardier than they look, wintering here where nighttime temperatures can fall easily below
-10° F, sometimes huddling together to keep warm.

They are easy to identify: small, 3 1/4 to 4 1/4 inches long, with a black and white striped face, flashy yellow-orange crown patch outlined by a distinct black eyebrow stripe.  Golden-crowned Kinglets are pale yellow-olive above and lighter below.  A good look can require some patience, as they spend much of their time high up in dense needled foliage. But like all birds they need water and I am lucky to be able to watch them by our little bridge.

Golden-crowned Kinglets are numerous, although populations declined between 1966 and 2014, according to the North American Breeding Bird Survey.  In the U.S., the species declined by over 2.5% per year during this time, resulting in an overall decline of 75%. They are not on the 2014 State of the Birds Watch List.  Logging, forest fires, development and other disturbances have detrimental effects their habitat.  I always considered the views from the main road picture perfect for any postcard or calendar of the area as the two properties have always been a refuge for wildlife and little birds like this one.  Sadly, I fear it will be destroyed for development soon. This little paradise, like so many in this area, will be lost. 

Eastern Phoebe

This sweet bird greets me every morning outside my mom’s kitchen window in New Hampshire. Both the male and the female are building a nest under the back porch by the cellar door. They habitually place their mud, moss and grass nests in protected nooks on bridges, barns and every year they build under my mom’s back porch.

The Eastern Phoebe sings its own name, FEE-be, and can be heard frequently around our yard and the farm here in the spring and summer.  An interesting curiosity I learned about these birds is that unlike most songbirds who must hear other birds to learn their song, an Eastern Phoebe raised in isolation will still sing its perfect FEE-be song, passed down through its genes somehow. 

In 1804, this common flycatcher became famous for being the first bird to be banded in North America.  John James Audubon attached a silver thread to its leg so he could identify him when he returned each year.

 

Flycatchers are fun to watch. They are brownish-gray above and off-white below. They sit upright and perch low in trees, on fence lines or on poles.  They look like they have a big head compared to other birds their size.  The head can also look rather flat with a crown of dark feathers flipping up when they are interested in catching a flying insect of some sort.

 

Phoebes are very active, making short flights to capture insects and very often return to the same perch. Common prey include wasps, beetles, dragonflies, butterflies and moths, flies, midges, and cicadas; they also eat spiders, ticks, and millipedes, as well as occasional small fruits or seeds.

Sadly, the Eastern Phoebe is strongly parasitized by the Brown-headed Cowbird. Cowbird females will roll the Phoebe ‘s eggs and some right out of the nest and in the process, lay her own. The egg is rarely rejected by the Phoebe female. If one of the Phoebe eggs does hatch, the baby bird in a few days will usually starve because of the aggressive large baby Cowbird. 


Nesting Facts for Eastern Phoebe
 

      • Clutch Size
        2–6 eggs

      • Number of Broods
        1-2 broods

      • Egg Length
        0.7–0.8 inch; 1.8–2.1 cm

      • Egg Width
        0.6–0.7 inch; 1.4–1.7 cm

Traveling Path of Artist, If’igen Bico & her work,”Traces Left Behind” Receives SWD Award

Save World Draw is proud to announce that If’igen Bico, an artist of Turkish/Greek heritage, is the new recipient of the Save World Draw’s 2016 Award, “Small Grant For Marvelous Ideas”.  We will be following her new project, “Traces Left Behind”  where she uses the many ways of  “touch” to connect with Syrian Refugees in Greece and in Turkey.

Ifgen Bico2

I would like to take the opportunity to introduce her briefly to you and her work. Born in Istanbul, Turkey, she lived and worked in the United States but now continues her work between Athens & Nafplio and throughout Greece; including  a few return trips to Turkey. One of her goals is to help deepen the healing process of the lingering effects of abuse with women. With Save World Draw, she will be doing this in various ways via art.  One of the most exciting things Save World Draw does is collaborate with artists, writers & NGOs to explore the arts in communities with at-risk populations, including refugees.

Traces left Behind, Athens, 2016

Traces left Behind, Athens, 2016

If’igen Bico is an incredible artist and a wonderful, sensitive person.  She is positive, compassionate with a big heart and a joy to be around.  She will be taking on three important challenges with us:

1.  Facilitating and collecting art with small groups of Syrian refugees.  Some will be children, others will be women, and perhaps a few elders.

2.  She will use art as a conduit to create trust, while incorporating aspects of her InTouch workshops, self care – while caring for others, to reflect the struggle and transition of these women from their homeland to safety, as an aid to lessening the effects of repeated trauma. 

3.  Figen is a writer, photographer and also an incredible collage-photo-painter.  She will be sharing some of her work related to this project as a guest writer, summarizing her experiences with “Traces Left Behind” or via a video posted on our website.

All work done with the refugees will be credited to the participants, with their names, where they are from and their present location.  It will be posted on SWD, Courageous Journey page in a photo slider. The participants can see their own work here and we hope will leave comments if they wish.  Please follow us to see and hear about their courageous journey.  I am sure we will learn much from Figen’s first-hand experiences with this project.

You can learn more by visiting her website:
http://Figen Bico: www.embodycare.com