by Donna Lewis
So once again our eave under the front porch has some darling little Phoebe babies. I am sure they are happy that they are not in the high winds we are experiencing now.

I love to see them every Spring. Of course, it means that the front porch and the small doggy yard are off limits to me and our dogs till they leave home.
I do get to watch them every day and see how fast they grow up. Observation is also the best way to learn about their habits.
Both parents feed the babies. One parent will wait on the fence while the other is delivering delicious insects of one kind or another. The parents are very watchful and get fussy if I open the front door to look closer at their children. So, I generally watch out the windows at them.

Phoebes are flycatchers, eating mostly live insects. But I have found that they also eat dried mealworms that I put out for the Bluebirds. That is very handy during weather events when insects are not flying.
This particular bird looks so sweet to me. I love it. It has the common flycatcher habit of tail-bobbing. Its song says its name ( phoe-be). This bird is found from Canada all the way down to Mexico.
So listen up and you will hear their happy song right now.
A bird quote from Doug Floyd.
You don’t get harmony when everyone sings the same note.
We, too, have phoebes nesting up in the covered walkway to the garage. They fly off when we go out, but come right back when all is clear. Probably my second favorite bird – after the purple martins. Our dog is named Phoebe!
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