Saturday, April 29, 2006

Thrasher babies - feeding time

In the late afternoon, a baby Thrasher waits patiently for mom to return

but isn't so patient when she arrives:

Note its sibling waiting behind it, mouth slightly open.

Related posts:
Nestbuilding Curved-Bill Thrasher (14 March 2006)
More photos of Curve-Billed Thrasher (15 March 2006)
Nesting Updates on the Homefront: Curve-Billed Thrasher (19 April 2006)
Introducing ... (26 April 2006)

9 comments:

Endment said...

Oh - ah- lovely -
Wonderful photos!!!! Wonderful subject... I must go find some more superlatives... :)

Pam in Tucson said...

I love to look at these babies. With binoculars, I can see the nest from my study window. They only come out of the deepest part of the nest in mid-afternoon - I happened upon them accidentally. Yesterday they weren't out at all, but I heard their excited cheeping this morning when an adult came to feed them.

Rexroth's Daughter said...

There is just nothing like a baby bird with its mouth wide open like that. It's beautiful and raw, in the moment, excited and insistent. How absolutely great that you can get these photographs. Wonderful.

Jimmy said...

Just wonderful...how sweet...these are gfreat shots.

TDharma said...

great pics, Pam! I wouldn't have seen that sibling had you not pointed it out. What a great sight to see and share with your blog admirers.

LauraHinNJ said...

Baby birds are so incredibly cute. Glad you have the opportunity to watch them grow.

chiefbiscuit said...

I just love that baby bird's expression while waiting for Mummy!! (Or as you guys say ... Mommy - it is an American chick after all!)

Jean said...

The poisonous sea anemones protect certain small fish which do not suffer from their poison.
These birds protect themselves with the cacti! Solidarity!!!
Les anémones de mer venimeuses protègent certains petits poissons qui ne souffrent pas de leur poison .
Ces oiseaux se protègent avec les cactus !
La solidarité !!!

Jim said...

Delightful photos, your Thrashers nesting in Cholla, and I too am running out of superlatives