SELLWOOD NEST 11 (2018)
By the time I find Nest 11 in late April, it’s a completed gray gourd, hanging like a ripe fruit from the outer middle branches of a tall pine on the edge of the open field that defines the southern boundary of Oaks Bottom Wildlife Refuge.
The nest isn’t that easy to find even though it certainly isn’t cryptic. It’s hung nestled in the drooping branches of a large pine that are so common here in Portland. What makes it obvious, once I do find it, is that some of the vegetation is dead and so it stands out against the background of sky and hill. But it’s still not obvious if you’re just passing by. It’s the unbanded pair --- a male and a female --- now feeding at the nest, that finally give it away. Nestlings need to be fed and frequently. It was a fairly simple matter to follow the adults eventually to the nest.
And there it is. A nice nest to watch with the entrance facing straight towards the open field where I can sit. On the other hand, it is a bit far and at first I resort to a telescope to tell male from female by their eye color. By the first week in May, I suspect there may be more than just a male and female here. At one nestwatch, I am certain there are at least 3 bushtits in the area. If so, it would be my first documented multibird nest in the Pacific NW. But it’s not until Ellie and I band here that the slightly more complicated truth begins to reveal itself.
We set up the net not far from the nest. Since it’s so high up in the tree, I’m not afraid the calls I use to attract the parents will give the nest’s location away to the dastardly crows. After setting up and playing the tape for just a few minutes we catch in quick succession, and surprisingly, 4 birds ….3 males (LYYX:Likes), PYLX:Piles), and PPRX:PopRocks) and only one female (GXGG:Geegee). A fifth bird flits about the net, but never gets caught. Still…..we have 4 birds banded and I am hoping we have caught all the attendants at Nest 11 and perhaps we have even more than three. I am delighted and greatly anticipate my next nestwatch.
Which is a dud. Sort of. The next day the nestwatch reveals that the female is not banded. She must have been that slippery cookie that teased us the day before. And disappointingly only one male, LYYX, is feeding and coming in with the unbanded female almost every single time. I am disappointed. No third bird.
That same day I find GXGG, PPRX, and PYLX foraging merrily nearby in the undergrowth at the edge of the field, but not doing anything remotely nesty. Just hanging out. Oh well.
But the next nestwatch I do a couple of days later is far more interesting. GXGG and PPRX are still lounging in nearby bushes snacking on bugs and having a quiet conversation of spits, but PYLX shows up at the nest a few times on his own. At first he seems excited about his “discovery,” hopping about and peering in the nest a few times. LYYX shows up at one point with food for the kids and pecks at PYLX, chasing him off temporarily. But PYLX soon returns. This time he’s carrying a bit of lichen….nesting material. Not really appropriate for a nest full of nestlings. The female arrives a minute later and he wing-flutters towards her as if trying to attract her attention. When she leaves, he slips into the nest…with the lichen….and then exits….with the lichen, seemingly puzzled (if a bird can look puzzled.) He enters a few more times, each time coming out with the lichen still in his beak. The last time he emerges without it and flies off. I can’t imagine what he did with it. Did he convince one of the nestlings it was food? Or, more likely, did he just leave it and give up?
So PYLX is a “visitor.” And he’s doing what I once saw in Washington, but never in Arizona: bringing nesting material to a nest containing nestlings and wing fluttering towards the female. What is he up to? He is not what I would call an “attendant” or a “helper.” He’s just visiting. And he’s bringing inappropriate gifts.
I have more nests to watch than just this one, so I don’t get back to Nest 11 for another few days.
And by then things have changed in a big way. Both LYYX and the unbanded female are feeding the nestlings. But now PYLX has joined them. Instead of showing up with lichen, he’s carrying food. And instead of chasing him off, LYYX seems to have accepted this new member of the family. In fact, had I not observed the earlier lichen-carrying attempts of PYLX and LYYX’s annoyance at his presence, I might think this was just a big happy family made up of two males and a single female from day one. True, PYLX is feeding separately from LYYX and the female who almost always show up in tandem with food. And he’s feeding less often than they do. But he is feeding and that now means he’s a “helper.”
Nest 11 immediately becomes my favorite nest and we try to watch it daily. As the nestlings grow and their demands increase, PYLX collects more food and shows up more often. And now he often overlaps with LYYX who sometimes politely waits just inches away for PYLX to leave before he enters the nest with his offering of caterpillars and spiders and such. By the time this first brood fledges, PYLX is a full-fledged (sic) member of the family. In fact, had I found this nest now, I never would have known who was dad and who was the interloper. They are indistinguishable. Except by their bands, of course.
And fledging day does come with its usual mad flurry of activity in the vicinity as the kids bolt from the nest, flying strongly, if not totally in control. All three adults and a few neighbors are there to greet them. Mad spitting ensues. Within 20 minutes, the newly fledged kids, short tails and all, have found each other and are perched in a tight little row high up in a small tree where LYYX, PYLX, and the unbanded female continue to feed them as if they had never left the confines of their swinging bed.
Unlike in Arizona, where the fledglings move rather quickly over the next few days away from the nest area, these five kids along with both males and the female don’t move farther than 50 meters from home. In ten days, I know why. Both LYYX and the female are taking turns hanging out in the nest, obviously incubating a new batch of eggs that must have been begun just a few days after the next was vacated. PYLX remains devoted to the first brood who are now mobile, long-tailed and a nuisance to their caretakers, chasing them with chittering begging calls and still being fed on occasion although they are now fully capable of foraging on their own. I never see him incubating.
