Monday, November 2, 2009

For the Birds


When I saw that very large and fat and healthy looking robin on the laburnum tree behind my house this morning, I was sure that I was hallucinating again.

Or maybe the poor thing was just five months off schedule.

But then I checked with my Audubon Field Guide (There's one on the kitchen window sill and one on the table near the glass doors off the living room.) and cheer-eep, cheer-up:

The American Robin winters in British Columbia and Newfoundland.

Who knew?

I hope my guy has a good safe flight to St. John's.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

My own neighbourhood has come alive with the sweet high-pitched whistle of Flickers - a small woodpecker.

And the gigantic Sandhill Cranes pass through the Reifel Bird Sanctuary this time of year.

http://www.reifelbirdsanctuary.com/visitor.html

Stuart said...

And dont forget the venue of vultures occupying the legislature.(Seriously that's what a bunch of vultures are called)