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I'm not much for resolutions but I've decided to take on as my ongoing goal for 2012

today, I shall be happier than a bird with a frenchfry
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It's been a pretty exciting couple of days. Three weeks ago at the Pukaha Mount Bruce wildlife centre, the thirteenth kiwi chick of the season was hatched, and he's a little bit special. He's a North Island Brown Kiwi who just so happens to be white. His name is Manukura and he's not an Albino, he's just got pretty cool genes.

article here

more pictures here

mmmmmmm..... he looks like a hostess snowball


Apr. 5th, 2011 01:13 am
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Mother Night
by Jim Harrison

When you wake at three AM you don't think
of your age or sex and rarely your name
or the plot of your life which has never
broken itself down into logical pieces.
At three AM you have the gift of incomprehension
wherein the galaxies make more sense
than your job or the government. Jesus at the well
with Mary Magdalene is much more vivid
than your car. You can clearly see the bear
climb to heaven on a golden rope in the children's
story no one ever wrote. Your childhood horse
named June still stomps the ground for an apple.
What is morning and what if it doesn't arrive?
One morning Mother dropped an egg and asked
me if God was the same species as we are?
Smear of light at five AM. Sound of Webber's
sheep flock and sandhill cranes across the road,
burble of irrigation ditch beneath my window.
She said, "Only lunatics save newspapers
and magazines," fried me two eggs, then said,
"If you want to understand mortality look at birds."
Blue moon, two full moons this month,
which I conclude are two full moons. In what
direction do the dead fly off the earth? Rising sun.
A thousand blackbirds pronounce day.

"Mother Night" by Jim Harrison from Saving Daylight.
© Copper Canyon Press, 2007
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Her breast is fit for pearls
emily dickinson

Her breast is fit for pearls,
But I was not a "Diver" -
Her brow is fit for thrones
But I have not a crest.

Her heart is fit for home-
I - a Sparrow - build there
sweet of twigs and twine
My perennial nest.



Apr. 2nd, 2008 04:08 am
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Sam Hamill:
Black Marsh Eclogue

Although it is midsummer, the great blue heron
holds darkest winter in his hunched shoulders,
those blue-turning-gray clouds
rising over him like a storm from the Pacific.

He stands in the black marsh
more monument than bird, a wizened prophet
returned from a vanished mythology.
He watches the hearts of things
and does not move or speak. But when
at last he flies, his great wings

cover the darkening sky, and slowly,
as though praying, he lifts, almost motionless,
as he pushes the world away.
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by D.H. Lawrence

I can imagine, in some otherworld
Primeval-dumb, far back
In that most awful stillness, that only gasped and hummed,
Humming-birds raced down the avenues.

Before anything had a soul,
While life was a heave of matter, half inanimate,
This little bit chipped off in brilliance
And went whizzing through the slow, vast, succulent stems.

I believe there were no flowers then,
In the world where the humming-bird flashed ahead of creation.
I believe he pierced the slow vegetable veins with his long beak.

Probably he was big
As mosses, and little lizards, they say, were once big.
Probably he was a jabbing, terrifying monster.

We look at him through the wrong end of the telescope of Time,
Luckily for us.
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I just scanned these two pictures from the most recent Fortean Times, and I thought some of you might want them.

They were all orphaned and are being captive raised now. The Ravens are being called Tic, Tac and Toe.

These are destined for my desktops file (my desktop being 1680x1050) so if you have a need for really big copies that haven't been turned into jps for posting, leave me a note.

bigger versions under the cut )


Nov. 5th, 2006 11:49 pm
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I found these amazing pictures at Cute Overload and I had to share them...


Aug. 2nd, 2006 06:41 pm
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I just finished reading To See Every Bird on Earth: A Father, a Son, and a Lifelong Obsession by Dan Koeppel

It sounded like a good bet for me, but it turned out to be ... I'm almost embarrassed to say this ... neither fish nor fowl.

While it was interesting enough, it was not what I expected or hoped for. The book is not so much about the travel, adventure or obsession of big list birding as a biography of his father and a dry history of modern birding with the occasional bird sighting used to anchor the the chapters.

His understanding of his father's need to build a giant life list eventually served as a means of father and son coming to - well, actually I hesitate to say understand each other, but to find some common ground to rebuild their connection. Perhaps if there had been any indication that either father or son actually *liked* the birds, I would have liked it better.

There is one incident that I thought some of you would find interesting. In a section about how difficult it is to have some sightings verified, they talk about a young birder who reported seeing the Ivory-billed Woodpecker (round about 2000.) This led to various recordings being made in the area, one of which seemed to verify that distinct tok-tok call. The expert dismissed this as distant gunfire, and the consensus was basically that the sighting was a well intentioned mistake as you can't see an extinct bird in it's old range. I'm wondering how they feel about that now!
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two things for [ profile] mrkinch I though some of you might be interested in:

hummer (click for bigger)

One of my pushers favorite places to shop for things I don't need has the V figure for sale now - but yikes! So expensive!

12" V up for preorder at big bad toystore


Jan. 4th, 2006 04:34 am
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I miss my feeders

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Ok, I meant to split this post up, but got carried away. Lots of snapshots behind the cut, sort of like watching vacation slides. Pics of where I live for [ profile] avon7, and the Heart of my Home for [ profile] seleneheart. Pics of my roses for [ profile] ninquelosse and some fuzzy bird pics for [ profile] mrkinch (neither of whom asked for them)

who let fileg have the camera? )
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Nine of Pentacles

being disciplined, exercising self-control, sacrificing to reach a goal, taking a step-by-step approach, relying on yourself, acting on your own, falling back on your own resources, doing it all by yourself


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