Friday, August 31, 2012
No man, or bird, is an island. We ALL built this world, we ALL have been dependent on the kindness of strangers, and we're ALL part of a country on a planet in a universe far, far bigger than ourselves. Working together is how people built a civilization, wrote a Constitution, fought for independence, and saved my species. And that's the way it is.
at 10:40 AM
Well, our parents and grandparents built some of those nests before we were hatched, and yeah, it was on Minnesota state land that is protected thanks to taxpayers, and yeah, the federal and Minnesota state governments do a lot to ensure that we have clean water and lots of fish to raise our young there. But OTHERWISE, we really did build that!
at 10:05 AM
My mate and I built our two chicks from scratch. Well, sure, it was on a nest platform some nice landowners built using plans approved by the Wisconsin DNR. And sure, we get our fish from a clean lake thanks to rules enforced by the Wisconsin DNR. And sure, we're happy that coal-fired power plants have been regulated so we aren't suffering from mercury poisoning.
at 9:45 AM
Well, we built the nest inside. For the birdhouse, we're beholden to the kindness of strangers. For all the quality nesting materials and the rich supply of aerial insects that support us and ensure our young will grow up strong, we're beholden to government regulations regarding pesticides and water and air quality.
at 9:39 AM
My parents built this nest all by themselves. Well, they had a little help. They wouldn't even be here if not for the Endangered Species Act. (Thank you, federal government!) The nice old trees here, the shoreline habitat, and the clean water where my folks catch fish were made possible by shoreline development rules enforced by the Wisconsin Department of Natural Resources.
at 9:36 AM
The Zen Birdfeeder just published a MORTIFYING photo montage showing some of my friends molting! I'm sure none of these birds were aware they were being photographed naked as jaybirds!! I mean, look--here we adult jays are, exhausted after a busy summer of raising our perfect youngsters, and eager to look our best again, so we rush ahead through the utterly depleting business of molt, dropping virtually all the feathers on our capital tract at once, hoping to sneak through summer's end without anyone noticing that for a few weeks we look less than perfect, and there she goes, publishing a National Enquirer-level "story" without even explaining how draining the molt process is. This kind of gotcha "journalism" sucks.
I mean, if you're going to show an UGLY head molt, choose an ugly species, like those stupid cardinals. Worst of all, she posted this during National Blue Jay Awareness Month. Have some respect!!!
at 9:14 AM
Thursday, August 30, 2012
I don't do much reading--really, not much is written for us birds. But The Mincing Mockingbird's Guide to Troubled Birds is great. As it says on the title page, it's "an authoritative illustrated compendium to be consulted in the event of an infant or small child being torn apart by a murder of crows." And at only 64 pages, it's easy for me to carry from tree to tree. Of course, my chickadee friends would have some trouble picking it up, but they're not into dark humor anyway.
at 12:34 PM