tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86800564544196266442024-03-05T10:37:07.890-08:00(not merely) Ornamental - A Birding JournalFeathered jewels, perhaps, yet they are so much more. They pollinate plants, disperse seeds, scavenge carcasses, recycle nutrients back into the earth. Their fate is our own. "If we save the birds, we will save the world" - Pepper TrailMargarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-85667481283266942812016-03-21T19:54:00.001-07:002016-03-21T19:54:00.170-07:00Acorn Woodpeckers<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-80989358059076664642015-02-13T17:02:00.003-08:002015-02-13T17:03:03.451-08:00Cardinals & Red-Shouldered Hawk<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><i>"Is love a tender thing?" William Shakespeare</i></span><br />
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Winter weary perhaps but upon your wing<br />
a blush, a flush of red;<br />
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a promise<br />
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of springtime and tender love<br />
from one crested and full of whistling song<br />
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who lost his mate of late<br />
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to rapacious rival; swooped in low and fast<br />
and seized her heart;<br />
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but surely<br />
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as Aquarius makes way for Pisces, so to<br />
does winter's ever-beating march toward spring.<br />
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<span style="color: #38761d;">by Margaret Bednar, February 13, 2015</span><br />
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I was thrilled to watched this hawk (which I think is a young red-shouldered hawk - correct me if I'm wrong) perch and occasionally course through my backyard woodlot this afternoon. And boy did he (or she) shock me when he decided to glide over my new bird feeder and go after a female cardinal! The hawk was gliding much faster than she took off - but they flew out of my view of the window frame and I can only hope she made it to the bushes.<br />
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I KNOW, hawks need to survive too, but I did move my birdhouse to a safe alcove by my other window and a few more bushes and trees for security.<br />
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-4061695965365291012015-02-12T09:00:00.002-08:002015-02-12T09:07:12.955-08:00"Brown Thrasher"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I have been fascinated with the Brown Trasher ever since I visited the Biltmore Estates in Asheveille, NC in May of 2011. I had never seen one before and was quite struck by its direct yellow gaze. I am sure I've had them in my back woodlot since we moved to NC over five years ago, but have never noticed them. They like to spend their time on the forest floor looking for bugs and such - much like the Blue Jay. <br />
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They are classified as a song bird and I am looking foreword to hearing (or identifying as I probably have already heard it while out in my backyard) their song which is quite varied and often mimics other birds. <a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/brown_thrasher/sounds/">HERE</a> is a link if you would like to hear a few examples. <br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">A Courtship, of Sorts</span><br />
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I enjoy sparrows, towhees,<br />
titmice, finches, and wrens.<br />
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Of course, cardinal's red<br />
and Jay's blue do impress;<br />
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yet wait for cinnamon garbed bird<br />
to fly in low and land;<br />
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flash yellow eyes,<br />
bare speckled breast.<br />
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Watch woodland's edge;<br />
rewarded at last<br />
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as curved bill and slim, long tail feathers<br />
grace suet dish.<br />
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Lured, but silent; anticipate a morning<br />
he'll serenade with elaborate song.<br />
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-89310085081091827772014-12-09T09:41:00.001-08:002014-12-28T14:10:19.811-08:00Dark-eyed Junco -Mistaken identity - this is a female Eastern Towhee - I'll be back to fix this post later<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sighted: November 26, 2014<br />
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The Junco is a bird that has gone from four distinct species (Slate-colored, Oregon, White-winged, and grey-headed) to one - the Dark-eyed Junco (As opposed to the Yellow-eyed Junco). From what I can gather, they mate with each other freely and thus their plumage changes now and again. Take for example this Dark-eyed Junco - it closely resembles the Oregon type, but its hood isn't as blackish as reference photos show me. Perhaps it is a youngster - I don't know. I feel it is too colorful to be a female.<br />
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An identifying mark is their bright white outer tail feathers which I captured in a photograph below.<br />
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I found this little fellow in a small mixed woodland bog garden. He preferred foraging on the forest floor amongst the leaves and twigs. As you can see, he blends right in. <br />
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For a sound recording, click <a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/dark-eyed_junco/sounds">HERE</a>. <br />
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A poem I wrote that included this bird:<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Late Autumn</span><br />
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High crimson has faded<br />
to cadmium & ochre,<br />
slashes of burnt umber<br />
pirouette and plie a mirrored reflection<br />
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an image so lovely<br />
even Narcissus would see<br />
beauty beyond himself.<br />
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A dark eyed Junco hops along,<br />
scratches, stirs soggy leaves,<br />
rustles his way beneath graceful arms<br />
of the bog's grand ballet<br />
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oblivious of solo performance<br />
and his brief moment of fame.<br />
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<i><span style="color: #3d85c6;">by Margaret Bednar, December 9, 2014</span></i><br />
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-75798359715581953932014-12-07T19:51:00.004-08:002014-12-07T20:26:05.052-08:00House Finch<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sighted: Week of December 1, 2014<br />
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Identifying birds has me pouring over my numerous birding books. I also have a few sites that have become quite helpful. Birds and Blooms is one that helped me today, specifically the post "<a href="http://www.birdsandblooms.com/blog/purple-finches-are-on-heading-south/">Purple Finches are Heading South</a>". At one time I may have ignorantly thought this bird was a female cardinal, but today I wavered between a House Finch or a Purple Finch.<br />
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I have finally decided these two are House Finches as the female's face seems to have very little pattern and the male has bold brown streaking on its side. One reference referred to it as "raspberry headed" and I love that. <br />
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I read that in 1941 these birds were sold in NYC pet shops as "Hollywood finches" (from California). It was illegal (protected by the Migratory Bird Treaty), but before the ban took place at least one proprietor released his stock. Now, years later, the offspring have spread and are plentiful in the east and southeast and are continuing to spread, even "pioneering" a path back toward California. <br />
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-23637817587278074622014-12-06T17:58:00.000-08:002014-12-06T17:59:29.634-08:00American Goldfinch<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sighted: November 26, 2014<br />
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I was trying to photograph a White-breasted Nuthatch and a Dark-eyed "Oregon" Junco (which I will share in later posts) when this dusky little yellow bird quickly swooped in and out - thankfully stepped forward to pick up a seed and came a bit more into focus. <br />
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I believe this is a female American Goldfinch - their winter colors are duller and the wing markings are what led me to label it as such. The male is quite striking with its black cap and wing markings & has quite a bold yellow body - is actually one of the most colorful American birds, but in winter the male is duller like the female. <br />
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<a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/American_Goldfinch/sounds">HERE</a> are recordings of the delightful twittering sounds it makes.<br />
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One birding book I really like is <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Birding-Nature-Company-Guides-Howell/dp/0737000775">The Nature Company Guide BIRDING</a> by Forshaw, Howell, Lindsey, & Stallcup. It has detailed chapters for the new birder (that's me) and helpful and useful information on the birds themselves. It is a big hardback, not suitable for packing along, but it has earned a spot on my bedside table.<br />
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-64427700705663990212014-12-02T09:43:00.001-08:002014-12-02T09:54:46.501-08:00Red Bellied Woodpecker<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sighted: November 25, 2014<br />
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A nice fall day at the local bog garden. Plenty of cardinals and "little brown birds" that I have yet to learn their identities. This is one of two woodpeckers I saw on my first day of birding. (second official bird I checked off the list). It is a red-bellied woodpecker. I've walked this bog trail many times with my dog and I've never noticed them before. I also saw a downy woodpecker was unable to get a good photograph.<br />
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This handsome fellow did not come to the bird feeder like the other birds but flitted about in the tree tops. I know they will feed at feeders, so perhaps my son and I scared him off. My field guide said to look for this bird at middle height and along main branches and trunks of trees. <br />
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<a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/red-bellied_woodpecker/sounds">HERE</a> is a link to this woodpecker's calls, drums, kwirr call, fledglings begging for food and the cha call sounds. I've heard this call in my own back yard - I never knew it was a woodpecker. <br />
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Below is a photo from the following day (Nov 26). A gentleman walked by spreading sunflower seeds (I think that's what it is) and low and behold - another Red Bellied Woodpecker! Not the sharpest image as they seemingly like to dine and dash. But two sightings in two days - just goes to show you how unobservant I have been in the past. <br />
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Margarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680056454419626644.post-42358935398528159482014-11-29T09:39:00.001-08:002014-12-02T09:54:50.759-08:00Northern Cardinal<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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November 25, 2014<br />
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The Northern Cardinal is my first official check on my bird watching list. My seven year old son and I went to a local bog garden. The first birds to come out of hiding were the cardinals. We thrilled how the forested area came back to life as we stilled ourselves. Playful squirrels rounded a corner and almost barreled into us. Numerous birds came out - we thrilled at seeing two different types of woodpeckers - a female downy and a female and male red breasted. I will post about them soon. <br />
Most birds I could not officially recognize and will have to resort to my birding books to identify them. <br />
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<a href="http://allpoetry.com/The-Cardinal-Bird">The Cardinal Bird</a> - a poem by William Davis Gallagher<br />
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Cardinal Bird Sounds: <a href="http://www.soundboard.com/sb/cardinal_bird_sounds">HERE</a><br />
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