I really hate it when my cherished illusions are
shattered. Having a car would finally
make me popular with girls. The Beatles
would get back to together – with or without Ringo. It always snowed Christmas Eve in New
England. All proved wrong, some
painfully so.
Our feeder visitors include a mated pair of northern cardinals |
Now, I’ve just learned everything I thought I knew
about feeding birds was hooey. It turns
out they don’t need us. We’ve spent a
fortune on suet, seed, and squirrel baffles for naught.
The authority of this truth is a gentleman named Christopher
Leahy, whose credentials are hard to dismiss.
He is the Gerard Bertrand Chair of Natural History and Field Ornithology
(emeritus) at Mass Audubon. His means of
disabusing me of my sense of noblesse oblige toward the avian community is
an article in the winter edition of ‘Native Plant News’, published by the
Native Plant Trust.
Ounce for ounce, hummingbirds are the nastiest creatures on earth |
Betty and I have two near-year-round feeding stations
on our property. From May to September,
we limit ourselves to a pair of hummingbird feeders. We have learned from having those feeders
that hummingbirds are the nastiest, most territorial and, ounce-for-ounce,
lethal creatures on earth; but that is a different story. Come winter, we pull out all the stops with
two sunflower seed feeders and two suet cages.
Both stations are protected by squirrel-proof baffles, and I will admit
that my enjoyment of watching rodents with bushy tails spend hours trying to
defeat our defenses runs a close second to that of watching birds alight and
partake of our largesse.
A flicker can consume a suet cake in an afternoon |
Mr. Leahy wastes no time in puncturing my ‘good human deed’
balloon. “Many, if not most people who
feed birds do so under the impression that they are providing necessary sustenance,
without which many birds would perish, especially during our harsh northern
winters,” he writes. Then adds, “This is
simply untrue.”
It turns out birds feed themselves perfectly well without
our help. Evolution has provided them with
‘an exquisitely sensitive metabolism’ and a ‘highly effective insulation system’
to find all the food they need. It takes
a Field Ornithologist to write a put-down like that.
So, the idea of ‘the hungry bird’ is just a myth, born
in the mid-19th Century when human ignorance, greed, and depredation
(those are Mr. Leahy’s highly accurate words) were causing many bird species to
be hunted to the point of extinction.
One solution was to create bird sanctuaries as safe havens. Another was to import plants that grew
quickly, had thick foliage, and produced lots of fruit. The first idea yielded the Aubudon Society
and its many sanctuaries, which also became educational centers. The latter yielded such unloved additions to
our landscapes as oriental bittersweet, Japanese barberry, and burning bush.
We have transformed our property into a bird-friendly site |
Today, 55 million Americans annually purchase 3 billion
pounds of seed, suet, mealworms and such; not to mention spending $800 million
on feeders, poles, and baffles. It is
all for our own human enjoyment. We have
set up the equivalent of fly-through McDonalds in our back yards that make it
easy for birds to get exactly the same stuff they would have found on their own. Actually, I’m not so certain of that. This afternoon, I watched a flicker consume
the better part of a suet cake at one sitting.
Where, exactly, is there suet in January? Maybe I don’t want to know the answer.
Mr. Leahy offers an ecological alternative to feeders:
turning your property into a bird-friendly habitat. I’m pleased to report we
check nearly all of his boxes. His
suggestions:
This ilex verticulata provides winter food for many birds |
* Kill
your lawn or let it go to seed. Instead
of a lawn, we have native ground covers and wildflowers.
* Leave
an area of rank grasses and wildflowers.
The back border of our property is a continuous ribbon of wildflowers,
and we leave the seed heads up specifically to feed the birds.* Don’t over-prune trees or, better yet, don’t prune them at all. We started with a sterile half-acre of pines, with nothing on the forest floor except burning bush and swallowwort. We now have a dozen specimen trees – all natives – but none are as yet remotely mature. However, an additional acre of our property is untouched, mature oaks and pines.
* Leave dead trees standing and, when they fall, leave them on the ground. Check and double check. We will admit, however, to ‘rearranging’ fallen trees to look more artistic.
* Retain areas of heavy brush. The wetlands behind our home do just that.
* Encourage insects with appropriate plantings. Most of our front garden is a pollinator paradise.
* Plant native fruit-bearing shrubs and eliminate invasive species. Double check.
Avoid garden chemicals. Check.
* Keep your cats indoors. No feline member of our family has ever been allowed to run free outdoors.
Instead of a lawn, wildflowers |
I do wonder about one thing Mr. Leahy does not touch
on: by feeding the birds in winter, are
we ‘training’ them to come looking for insects on our property the rest of the
year? Our evidence is only anecdotal,
but we see and hear a lot of birds in the non-feeding months. I like to think they think we have a nice
place to hang out.
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