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2004-05-10 - 8:43 a.m. I just saw two Mississippi Kites doing the dirty deed in the bare spot of the oak tree. It doesn't take all that long! Now the female has finished shaking out her feathers and is back to breaking off twigs. about twenty minutes later A few minutes ago, the two Kites met in the bare spot again. One offered a twig to the other, but it had started to rain and I guess the moment for romance had passed, because the second bird flew off. Now the first bird is sitting in the rain. Nine years ago on this day, we had 18 inches of rain, flooding the street, the back yard, the front yard up to the bottom of the door, the garage. One more inch and we would have been underwater! The finch aviary was flooded to my knees. When I realized what was happening, I had to run out and save the turtles. The older one, Methusaleh, was angry and hissed at me. His mate, the original Spot, had already given up and had some sort of goo over her closed eyes, like she had decided to hibernate underwater. She revived quickly, but died a few days later. I've never known if the shock was too great for her or if she caught some illness from the floodwater. Fortunately, the finches were fine. Although both houses to either side of us were flooded and had several tens of thousands of dollars in damage, we got pretty lucky. The wind blew up some shingles and caused some leakage into the dining room ceiling, but BF was able to fix it -- including a new acoustic tile ceiling - for well under our deductible, so we could leave the insurance adjusters free to work on the many houses flooded all around us. It was our first hint that life in a "no flood zone" is not always as advertised. maybe five minutes later The Kites tried to copulate again, this time in the tall pine tree. I don't think there was actual cloacal contact. It was more of a token step-on and step-off. It's still pretty wet out there. almost 10 A.M. It has stopped raining for the time being. The Kites did it again, in the oak tree, and this time I think it was the real thing. In the binoculars, it looked like he was making good contact. He held his wings open for balance, and at one point, one wing partly shielded her eyes as he went at it. He didn't grip her neck though. He seemed to get enough balance just using his wings. When they're not doing the dirty, they're breaking off twigs. What an athletic pair. twenty minutes later I can't believe what I just saw. Two Swallowtail Kites entered the area between the oak and the pine, soaring low. Perhaps they were attracted by the Mississippi Kites, or there is some prey species there that attracts them both. Two Swallowtails. Low!!! When I ran out with my binoculars to observe them as they drifted toward the southwest, I caught sight of a third Mississippi Kite -- a heavily splotched juvenile -- being harassed by a Mockingbird. The Swallowtails are gone now, and the adult Mississippi Kite pair is back in control. And now a male Ruby-Throat has just peeped in my window for a moment before zipping away. How am I supposed to get anything done around here? around 5:20 P.M. They're at it again -- quick on/off this time in the pine tree. I had the curtains closed for awhile during the afternoon to keep the glare off my monitor. Who knows how often these lusty Kites have been at it while I wasn't looking? Ah, young love. 6 P.M. Yep, they did it again -- a longer session this time. I don't know if I will keep recording each time these birds get it on. This is turning into the ex-rated page. Hummingbird Report: At least two females chasing, plus a male. Later: At least two males, and they're chasing also. No telling how many hummers are actually out there. At least four.
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