flycatchers | Love, Laughter, and Life

Flycatcher parent waiting for me to not look while it feeds the nestlings. My car antenna is a convenient perch for such activity.

mournful calls echo

as watchful parents dash, dart

flycatchers nest here

flap, crack-winged warning

startles, drives out predator

hoping for a snack

poofed fledglings appear

flapping, dropping, flight attemps

offspring launch from home

Both parents cling tightly to the fence in the wind, wishing I would go away and they could catch bugs (yay) and feed the babies. It’s hard to capture them still! Wind does not help.

flycatchers by Angie Quantrell

The clearest shot of the female (I believe). The wind is pushing up her chest feathers.

Every year for the past 7-8, we’ve had a pair of flycatchers nesting in the parking shed. It’s fascinating to watch them. And they eat flies (and all sorts of flying insects). Win-win for us.

waiting, hungry, watch

feed me feed me feed me-me!

waiting, hungry, watch

feed me by Angie Quantrell

photos by Angie Quantrell

flycatchers in the Yakima Valley

Every year, we have a pair of flycatchers nest in our parking shelter, an old cattle loafing shed. They LOVE this space to nest. Sadly, the first batch of hatchlings were all destroyed by a variety of cannibalistic birds! It was terrible. But I’m happy to say that all 4 in batch 2 have made it to the fledgling stage, are flying around willy-nilly, and will soon learn to hunt for themselves (the above exhausted parent and I both agree this needs to happen very soon).