I woke up yesterday morning to an over turned bird bath, missing seed and suet, the chipmunk hole in the garden dug out, and the three eggs in the bluebird nest destroyed. (The stinkin’ House Sparrow eggs made it because they took the good nesting box….it’s deeper and safe from racoon paws.) I bought a baffle for the bluebird box immediately after I loaded the girls on the bus. I haven’t seen the female bluebird since she checked out the damage to the nest this morning, but the male stayed around all day trying to fix the nest and peeking into all the other nest boxes.
The House Finches, Rose-breasted Grosbeaks and Orioles finish an orange a day. Soon they’ll be too busy raising young to bother with the treat.