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It’s tough being a NewJersey birder. Jersey has always gotten a bad rap in general (the smells of the turnpike, the Jersey shore, the governor), and in the world of birding, the state often seems to be symbolized by two words: Cape May. Press, 2003). published by Princeton University Press.
Thus, the cattle we raise for meat and dairy are sometimes called Bos taurus while the extinct wild form is always called Bos primigenius. Photograph of a Wild Turkey at Flatrock Brook Nature Center, in Englewood, NewJersey, by Corey. Diffusion to other european countries subsequently was very rapid.
I was on NewJersey Audubon’s Grand North Dakota birding tour this past July, driving along dirt roads through the prairies of western North Dakota. Since 1966, when the Breeding Bird Survey first began monitoring, numbers have declined 79 percent. Scott Barnes, N.J. Audubon Naturalist, and Linda Mack, N.J.
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