The “kids” have flown the coop!  Sometime between Sunday night and late Monday 
morning the Great-crested Flycatchers in my neighbor’s newspaper slot 
presumably fledged.  The kids who originally alerted me to the nest came to my 
house and announced the birds were gone.  This was expected and several days 
ago I had warned the kids this could happen soon.  But they had been monitoring 
the birds progress and were fascinated by how quickly the baby birds grew 
feathers and transformed from bald, helpless creatures to full feathered little 
birds.  They even noted that the nestlings progressed from making small 
“cheeping” sounds to sounding more and more like mom.  Actually, I found that 
interesting, as well.  I didn’t know they learned their “song” so early.  By 
Sunday, only three of the original five were in the nest.  We do not know if 
the other two fledged early or if they suffered predation.  

The kids’ reactions were interesting.  They asked lots of question like, “Will 
they be OK?”,  “Where did they go?”, “Will they come back?” and so on.  At one 
point, they had asked if they could “adopt” one of them.  I had to explain that 
the birds were wild birds and would not be happy living with people.  They 
accepted my explanation although they seemed a bit skeptical.  They expressed 
both excitement at the birds’ new freedom and sadness at having to see them 
leave.  I commented that what they were experiencing was not too different from 
how their parents will feel when they go off to college.  I cannot say whether 
this concept sunk in or not.  

I am encouraged by the kids’ apparent new interest in the birds.  For the past 
few days, they have looked through my binoculars at the Goldfinches, Cardinals, 
Nuthatches, Orioles, and Woodpeckers here at the Stivland ranch.  They are 
asking questions and are learning to identify each one.  Yesterday, we observed 
a white squirrel in my neighbor’s yard through the scope.  After studying the 
white squirrel for a long time, the 9 year old pronounced it an albino because 
she could see the red eye.  She gave us a short tutorial on albinos since she 
had studied it in school.  

This week they helped me build a Chickadee winter roost box.  Next week we plan 
to put up a third Wood Duck nest box.

Sid Stivland
Plymouth, MN




From: Sid Stivland 
Sent: Saturday, July 05, 2014 6:19 PM
To: [email protected] 
Subject: baby birds in Plymouth

As Steve Weston recently pointed out, there is considerable baby bird activity 
about.  Recently, the neighborhood kids rang my doorbell and excitedly told me 
about baby birds down the street.  I followed them down to my neighbor’s 
mailbox and, sure enough, there were baby birds in the slot below the mailbox 
where the daily paper is supposed to go.  As they were attempting to describe 
the parent birds to me, a Great-crested Flycatcher flew to a nearby lamppost 
with a big juicy caterpillar in its beak and watched us intently.  “There is 
mama” I said.  There were five recently hatched chicks in the slot.  I told the 
kids we needed to back off and let mama feed the babies.  We did and after 
warily checking the area, she did just that.  After watching the parent bird 
come and go for a few minutes, we left.

About an hour later, the kids were describing the baby birds to another 
neighbor.  We went down to check out the situation.  One baby bird was on the 
ground so we picked it up.  Before we placed it back in the nest, I allowed the 
kids to hold the baby bird briefly.  Their reaction was priceless, their 
concern evident.  The baby bird immediately calmed down nestled in the warm 
palm of a child gently holding it.  It no longer struggled, it did not peep or 
cry out in distress.  We placed the baby bird back in the nest and retreated.  
The kids were obviously torn between their curiosity and my coaching the need 
for keeping a safe distance.  Today, they came and asked me if it was OK to 
check on the birds.  I again stressed the need for allowing the parent to bring 
food and the need to minimize drawing attention to the location because of 
predators.  We have very hungry Jays, Crows, Owls, and Hawks in the 
neighborhood – not to mention Raccoons, foxes, and coyotes.  The kids have been 
very respectful ever since.

Yesterday, the kids came to my house and helped me design a block to place in 
the mailbox slot.  The block will, hopefully, prevent the baby birds from 
crawling out of the nest onto the ground while allowing the parents to enter.  
They helped me secure the block in the slot and waited with me to ensure that 
mama bird was able to safely enter.  So far – so good.

We are still thinking about ways to secure the nest from predators.  The 
location seems pretty vulnerable but we do not yet have a good solution.  If 
anyone has a suggestion, please forward it to me.  In the meantime, it has been 
a wonderful opportunity to teach a bunch of kids about nature, the birds, and 
now everyone knows what a Great-crested Flycatcher is.  

Only a week or so ago, these kids and a few other neighborhood kids helped a 
newly hatched family of baby Mallards navigate the street and climb the curb to 
safely arrive at the pond.  There was great excitement in the neighborhood that 
day, too.

Sid Stivland
Plymouth, MN


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