In all of that time, I have never seen or photographed the babies fledgling from the nest. Only once did I capture a shot of the father bluebird feeding three very young fledglings atop a utility pole! Although, on occasion a baby or two has died over the tears...and, last year, the whole young brood was killed, I always assume, if they make it to the age when they are ready to become fledglings, they survived. The nest will be empty with no signs of foul play...but I almost never have solid proof--seeing them fledge...or seeing them in the yard.
Today, I spotted some activity outside the bay window at the shrub dogwood there. Their berries have been ripening for a week or so. I thought it likely was the catbird, that I have heard in the yard, but, when, I grabbed the camera and zoomed in, I realized it was a bluebird--a juvenile bluebird at that! :)
It is nice to know that he or she is likely one raised right here on our property. :)
