From: "Odette Garner" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Saturday, November 11, 2006 4:02 PM Subject: bewitching
> > Remember when you were a young Saturday morning birdwatcher, learning the > intricate lessons of predator-prey relationships? > Why does the American Dipper dip? Thirty years ago, there were six million > Northern Pintails in North America. Then a Barn Swallow swoops overhead. A > Red-tailed Hawk soars on broad, rounded wings, the epitome of effortless > flight. > Does the image of a frozen birdbath bring to mind a small yellow bird with > ice skates? > What is the connection between the blood-curdling roar of a Tyrannosaurus > rex and the gentle song of a robin? Local guides, including those that > specialize in birds, are often listed in travel books or are available > through hotels or nature preserves. > October brings well over a dozen species of wintering ducks and seabirds > to our waters. Long ago the tide did not ebb and flow, but stayed close to > shore. > Long ago the tide did not ebb and flow, but stayed close to shore. Where > have all the eagles gone? > Imagine: a Great Blue Heron trying to swallow a snake. Where have all the > eagles gone? > Driving the freeway or a narrow country road, you may glance up to a light > pole where a large hawk sits in plain view. Put your winter garden to work > as a haven for birds. But its song belies a rather bloodthirsty feeding > habit. Then a Barn Swallow swoops overhead. > A recent bonanza of fossils has intensified debate over how contemporary > birds are linked to the extinct dinosaurs. > As the winter sun sinks over the Coulee Lakes, hundreds of Gray-crowned > Rosy-Finches suddenly appear, an undulating cloud that swarms into the > upper levels of the basalt cliffs. > Imagine: a Great Blue Heron trying to swallow a snake. > Learning to tell these LBBs apart can be really frustrating for novice > birdwatchers. > Just for a LARK, MARTIN and JAY decided to have a SWALLOW. > Driving the freeway or a narrow country road, you may glance up to a light > pole where a large hawk sits in plain view. The male Willow Ptarmigan > sounds like he might be laughing, or at least doing his best to make > others laugh. As the winter sun sinks over the Coulee Lakes, hundreds of > Gray-crowned Rosy-Finches suddenly appear, an undulating cloud that swarms > into the upper levels of the basalt cliffs. Where have all the eagles > gone? In the Amazon, heat and humidity weigh upon you and a cacophony of > birdcalls surrounds you. > Why is the crowing of a rooster so regular, so persistent?
