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Thursday
May052016

2016 Bird log

The bird migration seems to be slow to start this year. Athough we were surprised by some beautiful spring days and haven't had the big late April snow dump I fully expected, we haven't really had much of a spring, either, and the freezing night temperatures seem to be sticking around. So maybe that, or maybe the stormy weather in the south, is holding some of the migratory species. But many of the species we watch for each spring are obligate migrators, meaning that they migrate annual based on genetic obligation—because they're intenral clock is ticking, not because they are following seasonal weather changes. 

That's not to say that we havne't seen any of our favorite migrators. In fact, the Baltimore Oriole, our favorite feeder bird, is back and singing up a storm. They are almost comically chipper, insistantly calling out their territorial song before and after every blossom they rob.

American Tree Sparrow (winter resident)

Canada Goose (resident)

Palm Warbler (migrator)

Black and White Warbler (migrator)

Blue-headed Vireo (migrator)

Gray Catbird (summer resident)

Baltimore Oriole (summer resident)

Ruby-crowned Kinglet (migrator)

Carolina Wren (resident)

Eastern Bluebird (resident)

Rose-breasted Grosbeak (summer resident)

Nashville Warbler (migrator)

Black-throated Green Warbler (migrator)

Thursday
Apr212016

Hiking highlights, early-mid April

The sunrise is creeping closer to our usual waking time, and for this I am thankful. These days, by the time I'm up and enjoying a cup of coffee light is streaming in through our slider doors, invigorating the spirit. On days when there's sun, that is. 

It's still early yet, but in anticipation our migrating friends, we've moved science to the out of doors again, watching buds slowly bloom out. We know from past observation about how long it takes for different travelling birds to arrive after the buds begin to show. Some are hardier than others, willing to face a frost for first dibs on baby greenery. Others stay snug in their winter homes until their meals, and their warmth, are more assured.

So far this year, most of what we've seen are our winter residents, those who will soon head north for cooler climes, and our most constant, year-round friends. But we're patient, and we're willing to keep heading out in search of our returning denizens, and the rarer sightings of those just passing through.


Black-capped Chickadee (year-round)


Northern Flicker (year-round)


Blue-gray Gnat-catcher (summer)


Eastern Towhee (summer)

American Coot (summer)


Golden-crowned Kinglet (winter)


Tuesday
Apr122016

Finding peace

I have been in the habit for many years now of telling people that our schedule is pretty easy to work around. We homeschool, so we're home, which makes us flexible, right? Just the other day I was scheduling an appointment and told the woman on the phone that I was pretty open, only Friday wouldn't work. How about Monday, she asked, but then I worried about having enough time for school with choir looming in the evening, so she offered Tuesday, but that's my running day, followed by evening meetings and theater . . . three options later and we'd finally settled on a time that might work, with some adjustment on my part. As I was hanging up I apologized for being the most difficult flexible person of her day. Thankfully she laughed, but I was aghast to realize that somewhere between toddler and upper elementary things had become complicated.

It's just a truth, this busy-ness that comes with the business of life, especially when you blend three people and all their required and requested activities, and especially, especially at certain times of year. Spring, for instance, when everyone prepares to mark the end of another school year with presentations and performances galore. For the past few weeks our every day has been filled with (fun!) (exciting!) (enriching!) activities that have kept us, if not always on the go, then at least getting ready or preparing for the going. Theater, then choir, then theater again, and homeschool group classes, with theater there. Calvin has two different stage plays in his pocket right now, plus three choir concerts on the calendar, then add to that Jon's off hours students and my meeting schedule. 

And I have been craving a bit of peace. Silence in this otherwise cacophonous world.

Last year we dropped our science curriculum in the spring in favor of a more in the world approach. We hiked a lot, identifying plants, trees, and mammal tracks, identifying birds, and learning more about what spring rebirth really means. It was so wonderful that this year I planned an even greater freedom, and scheduled many of Calvin's school subjects to be finished before or go on hiatus during the month or two of the spring awakening. We started that lighter schedule this week, as temperatures warmed again, coaxing buds from trees and migrating birds into our midst.

We hiked at least briefly every day this week, sometimes in multiple layers to keep the chill at bay, but we were rewarded with sunshine, glimpses of bright green, an inner peace that only nature can give, and a surprising amount of new energy for many other things that require our time every day.


American Robin

Brown Creeper

Blue Jay


American Tree Sparrow

Yellow-Rumped Warbler

American Coot

Brown-headed Cowbird (female)

Eastern Phoebe

American Robin

Northern Shoveler

Wednesday
Mar302016

Back at it

Calvin reminded me this morning that by this time last year we had already logged several weekly hikes to watch nature wake up. This year we're way behind. The mild winter made chickens out of us and we stayed inside too long. But with or without us they're all coming out of hiding, the snakes, the frogs, the little things that sprout under the leaves, so we decided that we should finally join them. And late as we were, we still caught some winter-only residents before their annual trip north, plus lots of regulars who came out to say hello again.











Wednesday
Dec162015

November recap

Good books, good times


We went to the Audubon lands at Waterloo to watch the migration of the Sandhill Cranes.


We voted


We did science


We tailgated, sometimes with the Boychoir


Pumpkin beers were taking over, and so were giant bears


Calvin and I ran the turkey trot


Iris learned to help with the dishes


We spent a lovely weekend with my family at a lodge in middle of nowhere. And it snowed.


It snowed even more at home


But it melted before Thanksgiving


MST3K Thanksgiving marathon


The last game of the year, the last disappointment (we hope)