I had one of these in a similar vain about ravens. It also had the line, where have all the eagles gone? How strange. AT least it was interesting this time. I'm actually interested in wildlife somewhat. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Ryan Perdue" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
To: "talk2" <[email protected]>
Sent: Saturday, November 11, 2006 10:58 PM
Subject: The Talk2 List fwd bewitching


From: "Odette Garner" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
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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?



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