Sex… I Mean Spring is in the Air!


Mr. & Mrs. Downey Woodpecker

Ah, spring is in the air here in the Midwest! I’m just starting to see the animals start their mating games. I love watching…I’m such a romantic!!

The female birds act like baby chicks, demanding to be fed.

The dominant males fighting off the young bucks for the females.

Doves cooing and preening each other.

Chattering, dancing squirrels.

House building materials are at a premium.

Male birds donning their spring colors.

Elaborate songs can be heard along with seeing fancy flight patterns of returning snowbirds.

I’ve always felt like the animals retained more knowledge of nature than we humans did. We began to lose it when we decided money was more important than simpleness. With that being said, I observe the animals to tell me how they feel nature will be treating them in the near future. And they are saying to me… “You’d better dust off your flip-flops, as it will be an early spring!!”

ยฉ Ilex – Midwestern Plant Girl

26 thoughts on “Sex… I Mean Spring is in the Air!

  1. Nice photo – those little birds are drilling holes in my fruit trees all the time. All the birds and animals here are telling me it is Spring in February. Definitely – the animals are smarter than the humans. Ha I can tell a lot about how the weather is going to change by watching the birds and the cattle in the field next door.

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    • Generally, if birdies are pecking at trees, there is something for them to eat there. I’d give a quick look for overwintering bugs in the bark.
      We are hopefully looking at 50 by weekend. I hope to maybe get my fall clean up done then. .. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  2. Great post! I love to hear the mating calls…yesterday I watched a pair of hummingbirds doing their aerial acrobatic dance, then settling into a Ponderosa Pine to talk over the fine points.

    Last year a pair of Canada Geese wintered over on the North Toe River in Western North Carolina. They were a first-year pair, and I don’t know why they stayed, but there you go. Early Spring, they were sitting together on a rock in the middle of the river. They were doing this ritual where they took turns leading a dance with their necks. The goose would perform a complex move with her neck, then the gander would copy her move exactly. She would preen her left wing, and he would preen his right. Then they would rub beaks, obviously smooching! Then the gander would snake his neck around in a new dance move, the goose would repeat it, he would preen his right wing, she her left, then more smoochies!

    Several weeks later there were six goslings swimming between their parents.


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