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Family of Eastern Bluebirds Brings Beauty, Entertainment to Student’s Backyard GardenBy Laura Payne Class of 2009 This spring, my husband builta generic birdhouse for <strong>the</strong> backyardgarden. No sooner were we open forbusiness than an Eastern Bluebirdcouple took up residence. I watched as<strong>the</strong>y ga<strong>the</strong>red various things to makea nest, and, soon, <strong>the</strong> female wassitting on some eggs. The daddybecame very protective of <strong>the</strong> nest, as is expected. It was quite by accident my husband had built anest <strong>the</strong> bluebirds liked, because this was his first attemptat building this kind of addition to our backyard, and hehad followed <strong>the</strong> simplest of plans. I had to send a photoof <strong>the</strong> bird to a bird-loving friend of mine to learn whatkind of bird had taken up residence in <strong>the</strong> bird apartment:Eastern Bluebirds! Apparently, it is quite a feat to landeastern bluebirds in your yard. How exciting! So, I researched how to accommodate ourbluebird guests. I read about possible dangers to <strong>the</strong>nesting house, one being house swallows. To discouragethat problem, I removed a feeder we had stocked foryears. Typically, swallows dined <strong>the</strong>re; but I wanted tokeep <strong>the</strong>m away from <strong>the</strong> bluebirds. Sorry about thatswallows. Go visit <strong>the</strong> neighbors' feeders. Our yard also offersrunning water that is supposed to help keep <strong>the</strong> birds cooland hydrated. It turns out our B&B for <strong>the</strong> birds is fivestars. I began to watch <strong>the</strong>m all <strong>the</strong> time and tookmany photos, mostly of dad perched on his protectivepergola. The birdhouse was just outside a bedroomwindow, and I was able to watch mom as she sat insidelooking out, sometimes looking at me looking at her. Itried not to bo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong>m, but <strong>the</strong> birdhouse is in <strong>the</strong>garden; and I work in <strong>the</strong> garden every day. I tried talkingto <strong>the</strong> birds to let <strong>the</strong>m know I was just one of <strong>the</strong>m. Then, one morning <strong>the</strong>re was commotion around<strong>the</strong> birdhouse. Both mom and dad were flying all over <strong>the</strong>Fa<strong>the</strong>r Blue Bird perches near <strong>the</strong> backyard birdhousebuilt by <strong>the</strong> writer’s husband. Fa<strong>the</strong>r watched over <strong>the</strong>nest until <strong>the</strong>y all left <strong>the</strong> area. Laura Payne photoyard, obviously very anxious. A couple of sparrows triedto approach <strong>the</strong> house, but <strong>the</strong> bluebirds were too muchfor <strong>the</strong>m. You know what <strong>the</strong>y say about parents when<strong>the</strong>y smell danger to <strong>the</strong>ir youngsters ... Finally, thingssettled down, and I went on about my business for <strong>the</strong>day. Next morning dad was not on his usual perch. Ieven walked close to <strong>the</strong> birdhouse, which would alwaysbring him closer like he did not trust me. Why? I mean,after all, look at all I did for <strong>the</strong>m - watching <strong>the</strong>mconstantly, around <strong>the</strong>m all <strong>the</strong> time, taking pictures andtalking to <strong>the</strong>m, showing <strong>the</strong>m off to anyone who cameinto <strong>the</strong> backyard. This day though <strong>the</strong>re was no sign of<strong>the</strong> birds. They had unceremoniously left <strong>the</strong> house. Noteven Thanks. The wife and younguns and I appreciate yourhospitality, but we have outgrown this house and are movingon. Hope to see you next year. Well, I have to say, I was hurt. I was a good hostand made <strong>the</strong>ir stay here very comfortable. I looked in on<strong>the</strong>m all <strong>the</strong> time, and, without a simple thank you, <strong>the</strong>ywere gone. It reminded me of some of o<strong>the</strong>r house guests.They use your house, eat your food, drink your water,never lifting hand to help and <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong>y just leave. Mostof <strong>the</strong> time, I am ready for <strong>the</strong> human guests to go, but not<strong>the</strong> bluebirds. Then, I got to thinking from <strong>the</strong> birds’ point ofview. Probably, <strong>the</strong> daddy said to <strong>the</strong> mommy, Can youbelieve this lady? She is interrupting our routine by alwaysbeing too close to <strong>the</strong> nest, always taking pictures and lookinginto our private home with those big binoculars. She is forevertalking to us, even though we cannot understand a word shesays. The kids are big enough now: Let’s fly this coop. That is exactly what <strong>the</strong>y did.Editor’s note: Laura Payne is a student in this fall’s classand is already contributing. Thank you, Laura, for sharingyour wonderful story!OKLAHOMA COUNTY MASTER GARDENERS November 2009 MASTERGARDENER@OKSTATE.EDU2

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