Two summers ago there was a rather nasty thunder storm at our place that devastated a couple of trees in our backyard. After nature’s rage had subsided we went out to pick up the scatted branches and discovered a bird’s nest that had fallen out of the tree, with two baby grackles on the ground close by.
I grabbed a small bird cage that we’d been storing in the garage and placed the two birds inside the cage at the spot where we had found them (there’s a ridiculous number of cats that lurk around that neighborhood.) We watched for most of the day, but the mother bird made no appearance. I don’t know what became of her. I’m not sure whether she had abandoned her young, or wasn’t lucky enough to make it through the storm.
So, we took the two grackles inside and cared for, and fed them over the next couple of days until we could get them out to a sanctuary that specializes in taking care of birds who find themselves in such situations.
That was two years ago. I have since heard that both birds did well and were eventually released. But, I wonder where they are now.
We recently moved into a new house – not too far from that old house – only about a seven or eight minute drive. But, this new area is absolutely lousy with grackles. They far out number any other type of bird. We’ve got two doves, a couple of cardinals, the odd red-winged blackbird, a spattering of chickadees, a healthy population of sparrows, a good number of robins, a couple of blue jays, at least two hummingbirds, and I’ve even heard, but never seen, at least two woodpeckers in the area. And, of course, we’ve got four million, nine hundred and sixty eight thousand, three hundred and twenty two grackles! …ok, that’s a bit of an exaggeration. But, we’ve got one heck of a lot of grackles around here!
I’ve heard that about half of all grackles survive to maturity and they have an average lifespan of about 20 years. So, I figure the odds are pretty good that our grackles are still out there somewhere. I wonder if any of the grackles in this area could be our little guys – or, at least relations.
I don’t know why I felt I should write about this. I just found myself thinking of them and decided to write. I’m sure you’re not interested in the least.