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I have commented before in my posts that most of our Warblers here in central Mexico never actually warble. This tendency is so marked that the Spanish name for Wood Warblers, Chipe, comes not from their mating songs, but from their typical feeding calls: cheep… cheep… cheep. Still, there are a few notable exception to this rule, even here in Michoacán.
Author: Steven Kellam We’re currently in the midst of one of the worst health and economic crisis this country and world has ever seen. That’s the bad news. Organizations are doing their best to navigate this new landscape of layoffs, remote working, canceled events, slowing sales and demand slumps. Some are further along than others, but all can agree that this has been an unprecedented test on how even the most well-prepared companies can cope with a catastrophe. .
May delivers one of those amazing times of the year when we’re too busy looking at birds to sit around talking about them. Let’s make this quick… I managed to catch up with many of my favorite spring migrants at most of the usual Rochester hotspots, yet my best bird actually came to me; I stuck my head out of my home office window only to find myself essentially eye level with a Blackburnian Warbler.
The coronavirus has locked us all in, literally, doing something that was totally unthinkable only a few months ago: it has prevented us from birding abroad! And now we are all dreaming about new destinations to explore, once airports are working again and borders re-open. Only this time, you do not feel like inhaling the same air circling through the plane on a ten hour flight.
Red-tailed Black-Cockatoos have become a regular sight around Broome in recent weeks. They are usually heard before they are seen and call raucously as they slowly move across the sky. The wing beat of the Red-tailed Black-Cockatoo always appears very slow for such a large bird. The biggest flock we have seen in recent weeks has numbered over one hundred individuals, but generally the flocks have been smaller.
As of next month I am assuming that the airline industry will have no further use for my services and a bleak outlook looms. On the other side of the coin, I will have a lot of time on my hands and 8.5 acres of ancient woodland. During all the uncertainty of virus and threat of job loss, an exciting project has given me reason to look forward with some hope.
It had been a long day. My four-month-old – having received his vaccinations the day before – promptly developed a temperature. Normally we wouldn’t have worried, but these days any sign of a fever is extra stressful. His discomfort made him fussy, which made getting work done nearly impossible until my husband came home from his job at a nearby wildlife management area.
It had been a long day. My four-month-old – having received his vaccinations the day before – promptly developed a temperature. Normally we wouldn’t have worried, but these days any sign of a fever is extra stressful. His discomfort made him fussy, which made getting work done nearly impossible until my husband came home from his job at a nearby wildlife management area.
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