June 20, 2025, is the summer solstice – the longest day of the year and the official start of summer. I’ve decided to spend it at home, photographing the birds in my yard, especially the bluebirds feeding young. It’s a peaceful way to welcome the season. I enjoy this kind of quiet start, watching the morning light stretch across the grass as the first birds begin to stir and the bluebird parents get ready for a busy day at the nest box.
Once the sun rises and I head outside, I expect bluebirds feeding young will make this day one to remember. Their second brood hatched just a couple of days ago. Now, both the male and female are hard at work, taking turns flying to the nest box with insects and caterpillars. It’s a steady rhythm of movement and care, and I’m looking forward to spending the morning quietly watching it all unfold.
The photo above shows the male with a caterpillar in his beak, taken just yesterday. He paused at the entrance, holding still for a moment before disappearing inside. That moment gave me a clear shot and a reminder of how focused and committed these little birds are.
A Second Brood Brings More Activity
This is the second hatch of Eastern Bluebirds in my yard this year. I’ve kept an eye on this pair, especially the male. You might recall him from this earlier post: Aggressive Male Eastern Bluebird Joins Nesting Effort in My Yard.
He showed some odd behavior at first, but he turned out to be a good partner. While the female was on the eggs, he brought her food regularly. Now he’s helping feed the young. Seeing both parents work together this way is always rewarding.
A Peaceful Way to Begin the Season
Bluebirds feeding young right outside my door is a welcome sight. It’s quiet, simple, and full of life. Watching them reminds me that summer isn’t about big plans or travel. Sometimes, it’s just about slowing down and noticing the life right outside your window.
I’ll keep the camera ready as the chicks grow. Each day brings new behaviors and changes. I expect to see the parents begin to coax the young ones to the edge of the box in the coming weeks. That moment when they fledge is one of my favorites to witness.
This solstice feels like the right time to reflect on the season so far. I’ve seen the work that goes into raising young birds and the small victories that happen in the daily effort of feeding and protecting them. It gives meaning to the long, warm days ahead.