Black-capped Chickadee

Poecile atricapillus

Published on Mar 17, 2013

Black-capped Chickadee (Poecile atricapillus) perched on Flowering Dogwood (Cornus florida) branch, Gagnon Wildlife Habitat, Pottersville, Somerset, Massachusetts, Sunday midday, March 17, 2013, 12:20 PM - Canon PowerShot SX260 HS MVI_28030; 23 sec.

Published on Nov 11, 2012

Image; Réjean Biron
Test du Bridge Panasonic DMC-FZ200, video / Movie a 240 image sec 240 fps .MP4

Mésange à tête noire, ( Chickadee ) ,Boisé-des-Douze, Saint-Hyacinthe, Québec

La Mésange à tête noire (Poecile atricapillus) est une espèce de passereau de la famille des paridés. C'est la plus commune des mésanges d'Amérique.

The Black-capped Chickadee (Poecile atricapillus) is a small, North American songbird.

Uploaded on Mar 4, 2009

http://quickdirt.com is my new mountain biking website. Check it out for more great adventures!

Transcript: "This cute, little bird is the black-capped chickadee. It is found in Canada, Alaska and the northern United States and is the state bird of Maine and Massachusetts.

It is generally a permanent resident of this cooler climate and has adapted well. On cold winter nights, these birds reduce their body temperatures by 10 to 12 degrees Celsius to conserve energy.

In the summer, they feed on insects, but in the winter they ADAPT their diet to seeds and berries.

The chickadee is named after its familiar call which is a complex song used to communicate threats from predators and to coordinate movement amongst the group.

It is closely related to the Carolina chickadee its southern cousin - and is virtually indistinguishable. The only way to tell them apart is to listen to the difference in their songs.

If you want to attract chickadees to your bird feeder black oil sunflower seed should do the trick."

Published on Oct 25, 2013

Note Couldn't upload in HD, video kept failing

An amiable sight to behold at winter backyard feeders, chickadees are a delight to watch as they fly with their happy, bouncy flight back and forth to feeders collecting seeds to eat elsewhere or to hoard away for later feeding. But most delightful of all is hearing their "dee dee dee" call, in the quiet and desolate feeling dead of winter their call stands out and begs to be heard, like a song of promise for bright sunny days to come.