When I was younger, we had a clock in the garage that would sing bird calls every hour, instead of chiming or ticking or the regular things clocks do. (......I am fairly sure it was exiled to the garage by my mother, who hated the hollow, tinny sound of it.) Anyway, I mostly remember that clock because the mourning dove call was so distinctive---twoo, twoo, too too too, too too too. I can shut my eyes and hear that song, and it taught me to identify it with unerring precision, even though I couldn't pick out another birdcall to save my life.
To this day, mourning doves are one of my favorite birds. and when I caught sight of one perched delicately on my bird feeder I lost my ever loving mind and will take it as a sign of good things to come.
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doin' some bird sketching to renew my hand's muscle memory
taking my field arts class out to the vulture barn today after church
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A couple weeks ago I found a male red breasted grossbeak hopping along my yard with an injured wing, we watched him for a week climbing up smaller trees and bushes for the night so he wouldn't have to worry about predators, and he actually recovered very well! He had a female grossbeak that seemed very buddy buddy with him the whole time and he's been flying really well (although I can always spot him because he still has trouble being precise in his landings)
Today while observing the red breasted grossbeaks i noticed the underside of the female that liked to hang out with the previously injured males wing was red, and it seemed odd to me because I had never noticed that before. Turns out upon closer inspection that this is an example of gynadromorphism! I haven't caught a picture just yet but Google dosent dissapoint
So. Happy pride month to the intersex bird in my backyard :] and her lovely boyfriend.
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Birbs birdies birds pspspspspspspspspsppspspspspspspspspspspsps
pspspspspsps come here birdes
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the feeding station in my yard has finished transitioning fully to the winter guests and well .... ive never seen so many dark eyed juncos and tufted titmice here before .... welcome ladies
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Look at who visited me yesterday!
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The family of foxes that has their kits under our shed yearly is here!! Spring has officially begun!! The kits have opened their eyes and yesterday was their first outing as far as I can tell. They are so WIGGLY. They’re climbing (and falling) all over each other and all over the place. If I could get good photos for you guys, I would. Unfortunately, my phone can only take pics of them that are the same quality as sightings of Bigfoot.
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There is a great horned owl calling from the line of pine trees right across the street right now and it's just so cool. I don't even have to go outside* to hear it, it's that loud and distinct.
* I mean, I still did. Except it's cold and dark and it's not like I can see anything anyways so it's cool that I can still listen without having to stand out on my stoop
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