Rustle. Rustle. Cluck. Cluck. Cluck. Whooosh! Ten? Fifteen? More? Who can tell? The plump birds explode from the shrubs along the driveway and sail off into the neighbor's yard.
Around the world, there are clay-colored thrushes, island thrushes, creamy-bellied thrushes, rufous-backed robins, bare-eyed thrushes, Siberian thrushes and common (Eurasian) blackbirds.
They should all be dead. The hummingbirds.
Among birds and mammals, symmetry is beauty. Females frequently choose mates, in part, on how balanced antlers, horns, facial features and the like are displayed.
The large black oak stands alone in the field. It is a survivor. The tree was spared when the rest of the forest was cut to create a pasture.
Summer seems like an odd time for birds to migrate north. Most are wrapping up breeding and preparing for the southward trek.
Tumblers and tipplers, homers and carriers, pouters and rollers all testify to the close association between pigeons and their relatives and people.
Home construction is up in my neighborhood, or I should say, in my yard.
If you want to strike terror into the heart of a developing birder, shout "Peeps!"
Programs and hands-on exhibits that highlight sustainable actions populate the 13th annual Rogue...
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