When came home yesterday and there were no Grackles, I wondered if they had moved on or would be back. All day I watched. Sometimes in early afternoon I spotted a couple up in the oaks. Eventually, around 3 pm, four Grackles converged on the deck. They did not push the little birds away, did not strip us of ever bit of food. They were polite.
Impossible you say? I would have said so, but that is exactly how it went. I let them be. They weren’t making trouble or being aggressive.
These were the perfect, well-mannered Grackles.
Okay, then. Are we taming the Grackles?
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Categories: Anecdote, birds, Birds, Blackstone Valley, Grackle, Photography
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What a gorgeous little chappie, and I love that colouring. They remind me a bit of our starlings. Fantastic pictures, Marilyn. 🙂
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Their colors are beautiful. ’bout time they got some manners, but, boy, they sure are pretty.
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I think there’s a huge difference in behavior between a few grackles and a flock of them. We had a couple today who were just like normal birds. Without the backup of a few hundred close pals, they act like normal birds. They really are beautiful.
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Maybe the gackles are just clever and are foxing you.
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I think it’s the difference between a crowd and a single or maybe a few birds. When they come in a flock, they are very brave. Alone? They are just birds looking for a few seeds who are willing to tolerate and make way for all the other creatures. The difference between a mob of bullies and one scared guy. Apparently this is true of birds AND humans.
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