Nine-day-old tree swallow chicks, June 24, 2025

On June 24, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam, Wildlife Photography

We’re watching our nine-day-old tree swallow chicks in their camera-equipped box. We had another very hot day today, the chicks spent much of it squirming, apparently trying to get comfortable. We just a had a brief thunderstorm which has cooled things down a bit. Several meals were delivered and the chicks have settled in for a nap.

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Eight-day-old tree swallow chicks, June 23, 2025

On June 23, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam, Wildlife Photography

Our tree swallows had a hot day in the box today. The thermometer in the car said it got to 97° this afternoon. The box is shaded from late morning on, sparing the the worst of the day. All five chicks seem to be doing well.

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Seven-day-old tree swallow chicks, June 22, 2025

On June 22, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam, Wildlife Photography

A good look at our seven-day-old tree swallow chicks this evening. We’re having a hot afternoon here in West Newbury, the chicks are sprawled out trying to cool off.

The cameras are mounted inside the box letting us watch without disturbing the birds. The cameras have their quirks. They record in color when there’s enough light and switch to black and white and turn on infrared emitters in low light. They’re slow to adapt to the change in light as the swallows come and go.

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Six-day-old tree swallow chicks, June 21, 2025

On June 21, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam

The swallow chicks are now six days old and look to be doing well. We had a hot day here on the hill, the chicks seemed to be fidgeting more. And mom and dad are going all out to bring in the groceries.

The cameras are mounted inside the box letting us watch without disturbing the birds. The cameras have their quirks. They record in color when there’s enough light and switch to black and white and turn on infrared emitters in low light. They’re slow to adapt to the change in light as the swallows come and go.

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Five-day-old tree swallow chicks, June 20, 2025

On June 20, 2025 - Uncategorized

The tree swallow chicks are growing rapidly. Their first feathers are coming in, making them look more like baby birds. All five are active and competing for food. Mom and dad are busy swooping about the yard grabbing meals.

The cameras are mounted inside the box letting us watch without disturbing the birds. The cameras have their quirks. They record in color when there’s enough light and switch to black and white and turn on infrared emitters in low light. They’re slow to adapt to the change in light as the swallows come and go. But, hey, they were cheap.

Four-day-old tree swallow chicks, June 19, 2025

On June 20, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam, Wildlife Photography

Our tree swallow chicks are now four-days-old and look to be doing well. Mom and dad are keeping busy bringing in groceries and explaining to our dogs that they need to stay on the far end of the deck.

The cameras are mounted inside the box letting us watch without disturbing the birds. The cameras have their quirks. They record in color when there’s enough light and switch to black and white and turn on infrared emitters in low light. They’re slow to adapt to the change in light as the swallows come and go. But, hey, they were cheap.

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Three-day-old tree swallow chicks

On June 19, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam

Tree swallows are raising a family in one of our camera-equipped nesting boxes. The chicks hatched last Sunday, here’s a quick look at our three-day-old chicks.

The cameras are mounted inside the box letting us watch without disturbing the birds. The cameras have their quirks. They record in color when there’s enough light and switch to black and white and turn on infrared emitters in low light. They’re slow to adapt to the change in light as the swallows come and go. But, hey, they were cheap.

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A quick look at our swallow chicks

On June 17, 2025 - Tree Swallow Cam, Wildlife Photography

Tree swallows claimed one of our nest boxes with a camera installed inside. Their five chicks hatched Sunday, here’s a quick look at the two-day-old chicks from Tuesday evening.

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Updates on the Loons, Swallows & Foxes

On June 15, 2025 - Foxes, Loons, Tree Swallow Cam, Wildlife Photography

Happy Nature Photography Day! Seems like a good time for an update.

A couple days ago, the tree swallows nesting in the box on the deck declared us persona non grata and have been defending the yard. This morning, they’ve been chattering away more than usual and both parents are popping in and out of the box regularly. Just a few minutes ago, I got the first glimpse of the chicks:


I stopped in to see the Middletons on the fifth. I found only one loon on the pond at daybreak. I went looking to see if the second was sitting on the nest. I looked in in the places they’ve nested before, without finding a nest.

I did find one of the herons foraging in the brush in a cove.

When I came out of the cove, I found two loons wing rowing across the pond. It turned out that Mrs. Middleton was chasing an unbanded loon from the pond. Here’s the intruder departing the pond.

A little more looking and I found Mr. Middleton sitting on a nest in a new spot, well hidden by the reeds. I put the Loon Preservation Committee’s sign out to warn people away from the nest.

Last Sunday, I visited the Westons. The forecast called for a sunny morning. It was clear here on the hill when I woke. The Weston’s pond was socked in with fog. We were at the beginning of the window where the chicks might hatch.

The fog was thick enough to make it hard to tell what was going on around the pond. I headed down to the entrance of the cove where the Weston’s nest.

Both loons were near the nest – I couldn’t see them through the fog, but they were both wailing. Soon, four otters appeared from the direction of the nest. Otters are a real threat to chicks and eggs and I’ve seen a video of one attacking an adult loon on a nesting platform. One of the otters came over to have a look at me.

One of the parents appeared and gave a foggy morning stretch.

The off-duty parent headed out of the cove and some time later reappeared – carrying a fingerling. They must have a chick!

I moved to let me see the nest. There was a chick taking one of its first swims – under close supervision. There was a still a second egg in the nest. Friends told me the second chick hatched later Sunday. I had to head out before the fog lifted.

On Wednesday, I had a chance to visit the fox den again. The last two trips, I’ve seen only one kit at a time, I’m not sure if they’re taking turns out of the den or if we’ve lost the second kit.

The kit that was out and about wasn’t fooled by my being in the blind and spent some time watching me.


And paying attention to anything that made noise in the brush.

Which proved to be a tiring business. Look at that tongue, maybe I should do a Tongue Out Tuesday post.

Friday morning, I headed up to see the Eastons. They’re behind schedule. Their chicks usually hatch the third weekend in June, but they hadn’t laid their eggs by my last visit.
There was a family of geese with six goslings foraging in the shallow water.


I heard a commotion – lots of splashing and then a wail. The Eastons were rousting an intruder. After a little more kerfuffle, the intruder departed.

On my previous visits, I hadn’t been able to see any loon legs, so I wasn’t sure if Mr. Easton had returned. This time, I got a good look at both legs, this is the same male that’s been here for at least five years.

After preening a bit, he gave a good stretch and went to join Mrs. Easton in real estate hunting.

They checked out last year’s nesting site and discussed it at length. Before I left the pond, I caught them mating on the site, looks like they just got a delayed start this year.

Another family of geese stood guard by the boat launch as I headed out.

Looks like more rain the start of this week, I’ll be back out when we get a decent morning.

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Shorebirds Courting, Nesting and Chicks

On June 6, 2025 - Shorebirds, Wildlife Photography

Early this past Tuesday morning, I again started questioning my sanity. Getting up and around to be on the road by 2:30 just doesn’t seem to have the thrill I once thought it might. At least traffic was light until I got into Massachusetts. I headed down to look for shorebirds and whatever else might appear. My timing proved to be pretty good.

A little housekeeping before we get to the photos. Several of you have emailed with tips or sightings. It looks like I’m having trouble getting messages through to Gmail addresses. I’m working on figuring out why. I try to answer all the messages I get. If you use Gmail and sent an email that didn’t get a reply, I’m sorry. I was able to track down a few people by phone, but couldn’t find numbers for everyone. If you didn’t get a reply, please send another email with a way to contact you that isn’t Gmail.

Want to learn to take your own wildlife photos? I’ll be speaking to the Upper Valley Camera Club at the AVA Gallery, 11 Bank Street, Lebanon, NH next Tuesday, June 10 at 6:30 pm. The talk is aimed at folks with a 35mm camera with interchangeable lenses. The wildlife we’re going to talk about is almost all within reach of a day trip from the Upper Valley. Sorry, no lions, tigers or elephants. Hopefully, I’ll have lots of useful tips. Free and everyone welcome, but they request you register beforehand at https://avagallery.org/event/june-monthly-meeting/.

And one more, I’ll be at the League of New Hampshire Craftsmen’s Fair a the Mount Sunapee Resort in Newbury, NH  August 2-10, 2025 with lots of new prints, cards and 2026 calendars. I’m planning on traveling for much of the fall and will miss many of the shows I usually do. The League has a number of amazingly talented craftspeople, the Fair is worth a visit just to gawk.

OK, OK, you want photos.

One of my goals for this spring is to get some cute photos of cygnets – baby swans. With all the rain, I’m ever more behind tracking critters down. I hoped to find some swan families on this trip.

I found two swan families that stubbornly stayed well out in the marsh. I’d left the boat at home, they seemed to know exactly how far to stand off to keep me from photographing them.

Next I went looking for piping plovers. Their chicks start hatching along the New England Coast early in June. I got lucky and found two families each with four chicks that had hatched the day before.

Piping plovers are handsome shorebirds, they’re roughly as big as bluebirds, albeit stockier. They’re endangered – estimates range from about 7,600 to 8,400 piping plovers left. They nest in the grass just above the sandy part of the beach and forage in the grass and along the beach. The chicks weigh something like one-fifth of an ounce (less than three dimes) when they hatch and stand about 2 inches tall – about the size of cotton ball. The little buggers are fully prepared to forage on their own. They scoot along the beach, stopping for just a couple seconds before scooting off several feet or yards in any direction at something like 25 mph.

Both parents tend the chicks, such as they do. The parents watch the chicks as they scoot about and call them to take shelter under either parent for warmth or protection. If the chicks aren’t tucked under and the parent senses a threat, the parent will display like they’re injured. They flare their tail and walk clumsily while peeping to attract attention away from the chicks. This brood has four chicks and there are already at least two tucked under this parent.

This is a very rare photo of a chick taking cover under a parent. My extensive research has proven that 99.99% of the time, they disappear under the parent with their butt towards the photographer.

Some sources online suggest you can tell mom from dad by the size of the black stripe on their head, with the male’s being longer and thicker. Other sources suggest the female is drabber. Others say they’re indistinguishable. So, with that solid reference, this may be mom.

And this may be dad. Or I might have them backwards.

When the coast is clear – literally – the plovers will go down to the water’s edge to forage in the debris the tide left.

The chicks seem very tiny on the open beach. They’re easy to lose track of as they scurry about. Being flat on my belly trying to follow them with a long heavy lens is not the ideal way to keep track of them.

I’m amazed any of the chicks survive – they can travel better than 100′ from the parents and would seem to be an easy meal for anyone walking or flying by.

When they pop out from under a parent, they head out to explore the world. They’re smart enough to know they have to find their own food, but it takes a while before they learn what is and what isn’t edible. Dried reeds went in the not edible category.

Here our chick has scooped up a fly of some sort. This would seem to be in the edible category. But not so fast….

The fly manages a double-reverse back flip and gets out of the chick’s mouth…..

Our chick seems to be pondering this turn of events……

I think it was the fly’s lucky day. It was last seen riding the chick’s bill as the chick zipped away.

And a few more shots of the chicks as they explored, just because they’re adorable.

Exploring in the grass at the edge of the beach.

Pausing and plotting a new course.

Star Wars fans may see the design of the Empire’s walkers in the chick’s build.

The long legs seem to take some learning before they’re mastered.

Still looking a bit wobbly.

The plovers share their nesting area with least terns. They’re also handsome birds, longer and sleeker than the plovers. They’re inclined to go about their business directly up sun from photographers.

They aren’t great at building fancy nests. They lay their eggs in a shallow depression in the grass at the edge of the sand.

This nest was built about halfway between the high tide mark and the grass, out in the open on the beach. Audubon has volunteers that patrol the beaches trying to keep people away from nests and chicks. There were stakes and a rope fence set up around this nest and along the grass for protection.
And, they’re fiercely protective of their territory – which seems to include all of New England according to them. They’re quick to dive at whatever they think is a threat. They’re fast and agile fliers. There are always a few in flight over the colony. They chatter constantly about whatever needs to be said.

Sometimes the colony comes to a consensus and many of the adults will fly off to the water’s edge together. There’s no way to tell how many remain hiding in the grass, but there were several dozen in flight several times.
Courtship consists of the males delivering fish to a lady. Meet Leroy, the world’s most socially awkward tern. He has a fish and has worked his courage up to present it to this pretty lady.

She finds him attractive and turns away from him to present – encouraging him to mate.

Leroy didn’t seem to have thought his plan through to the point of figuring out what do to should she accept him. He spent better than ten minutes waving the fish around while circling her. She patiently kept turning to urge him to get on with it.

He finally got the hint and got down to business.

He delivered the fish as they carried on with the matter at hand.

The guys don’t seem to have a lady in mind when they set out with their fish. They land near a lady and offer the fish. If the lady isn’t interested, she’ll rebuff him – often chasing him off. The guys seem undeterred and move along to the next lady. It turns out a lot of the chatter is actually ‘come here often? Can I buy you a fish?’

When the guys arrive to present the fish, they’ll often make a nifty swoop and fluttering landing.

This lady emphatically declared she was not interested, thank you very much. Buzz off creep!

Here, a couple of guys have spotted a pretty lady and are racing to get to her first.

They also do a little dance together while courting. They flare out their wings, circle each other and mirror each other’s posture.

And around we go….

And a fish for you, my dear.

There was also a small flock of semipalmated sandpipers that were traveling along a large stretch of beach.

Two more semipalmated sandpipers foraging in the debris.

Our tree swallows are holding onto the box the wrens drove the bluebirds from. Mom is sitting on five eggs. The wrens must be sitting on eggs too, but I don’t have a camera in their box. They enjoy perching just outside my window. Wrens never, ever, ever stop chattering. I’ll admit I’m not finding it as cute as it was a couple weeks ago. I’ve been collecting video of the swallow’s box and promise to get around to editing and posting some.

I got out to visit the Middleton loon family yesterday and will post an update on them shortly as well.

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