|Despite the cold (32 F and windy in New York City) I saw these flowers today where last week there was snow. Some day soon this year's interesting insects and baby birds will come. Click to enlarge.|
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Spring is Trying
Sunday, March 22, 2015
|I took this photo on Saturday, yesterday, the first full day of spring. |
That's three inches of fresh snow. Click to enlarge.
For the last few days he has been getting noticeably more vocal. He is not singing yet, but he is making calls and sweet whispery sounds that presage songs that will come soon.
|In anticipation, here is a quote from the Song of Solomon, 2:11-12.|
...behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
The ruddy duck, Oxyura jamaicensus, is one cute little duck you might see on the Atlantic coast in winter. They mainly breed in prairie potholes out west; and when the males acquire their cinnamon colored breeding plumage, their common name makes more sense. I took these pictures of ruddy ducks in non-breeding plumage last fall at the Edwin B. Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge in New Jersey.
|Click to enlarge.|
At the quack of dawn!
Do you know how to get down off a horse?
You don't get down off a horse, you get down off a duck!
A man and a duck are walking outside together. Suddenly the man sees a low flying plane and yells, "DUCK!" The duck looks back at him, annoyed, and yells, "MAN!"
Sunday, March 8, 2015
|Ruddy turnstones, Arenaria interpres. Click to enlarge.|
Turnstones get their common name from ... turning stones. They push their beaks under stones or shells and flip them over to look for food underneath. Sometimes a few turnstones work together to flip something. They also probe in seaweed, soil, and sand. In winter they eat mainly marine invertebrates. In summer they can feast on insects, too.
Ruddy turnstones are about nine inches long. They have black bibs, white bellies, and orange legs. Both males and females have brown wings and when they fly they show bright white stripes on wings and backs. They will soon molt into breeding plumage. A breeding male ruddy turnstone has a reddish back contrasting with the bright white head and black bib; it is very spiffy in a harlequin kind of way.
The ruddy turnstone stars in the opening stanza of Five Feathered Foragers, a poem by John Woods:
The ruddy turnstone flips each shell
From Baffin Island to South Brazil
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Subway Sparrow Refuge
|Most of the city's house sparrows are puffing up their feathers and trying to keep warm, but not all of them. Click to enlarge.|
One day last week the train doors opened and I was surrounded by the sound of chirping birds, so many chirping birds I could hear them over the din of the trains. I also heard some incongruously loud mariachi music. For a moment I was tricked into forgetting winter. I looked around and saw a flock of sparrows chirping in the rafters, some hopping on the platform, and a few more pulling a half-eaten danish from a trashcan. It was 7 degrees F above ground that day. Clever birds to fly down the stairs and away from all that!
Further down the platform a man holding a microphone burst into a Mexican song. A passerby stopped to dance. The birds chirped and fluttered.
|Computer generated recreation...|
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