Dickcissel Love

Let’s get one thing straight; I’m not a wildlife voyeur. Sometimes, I’m just privy to events that maybe were intended to be private.

I had my camera poised at a Bluebird nest box, waiting for a parent to arrive with grubs to feed the chicks.

While the parents are off hunting and picking mulberries for their chicks, I typically scan the hedgerows in search of some additional activity. On this day I encountered a bit of sexy-time in the sunlight.

It all happened quite quickly, so I didn’t evaluate what I had observed until after I reviewed the photos. When I did, I came to a personal conclusion; Dickcissel dating doesn’t seem to be all that it’s cracked up to be, atl least not for this female. After listening to the male’s vocal advances, she seemed interested in what he was selling. But, based on how she continued to stare up at him once he flew to a fence post a few feet away, I wonder if she was a bit less than satisfied.

I’m just sayin’