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Monday, January 12. 2009Name that birdIn the interest of improving the bird interest among our readers, a reader took this photo this week of these hardy shorebirds on the CT coast, not yet in their breeding plumage. Can you name it?
Wednesday, January 7. 2009A bad-ass Texas rabbitMonday, January 5. 2009Gull du Jour: Ring-billed GullA reader took these photos this weekend on the CT shoreline. That is the common Ring-billed Gull (sometimes known as the Parking Lot Gull), an inland, fresh-water breeder. They head for the coasts when the fresh waters freeze up.
Gulls take seveeral years to reach maturity and to earn adult plumage. These, I think, are second-year Ring-billed gulls hunting in the surf. First year birds would have a darker brown plumage: And a good portrait:
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Friday, January 2. 2009Hooded MergansersTwo males and a female, in their breeding plumage already. A reader in CT took this shot on the 31st on a stream-fed pond in southern CT. (No idea why it isn't frozen over. Maybe brackish.) You can read about the fine Hooded Merganser here. I don't shoot Hoodies, but I know folks who will shoot the males for mounts. I think a photo is better.
Wednesday, December 31. 2008Who ate my sparrow? (photos)From my window, this afternoon:
More photos of this happy bird below the fold. Editor: Darn nice pics, Gwynnie. Given his hunting success around your bird-feeder, he'll be back often. My diagnosis is in the comments, so folks can make their own minds up first. Continue reading "Who ate my sparrow? (photos)"
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Monday, December 29. 2008Red Tail
They usually miss them. This guy came out of nowhere, fast, like an Israeli jet. Nature red in tooth (?) and claw. Those squirrels are over-fed and full of juicy fat. Happy dining, pal. Now I wish the Sharpies would pick off the rest of my pesky English Sparrows.
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Wednesday, December 24. 2008A Cold Winter, and Christmas Eve Birds
Long Vs of Canada Geese have been honking high overhead all week, heading south, fleeing the snow cover in search of open fields for grazing. It's a sight and sound to lift anybody's spirits. All we have at the bird feeders now are White Throated Sparrows, Juncoes, Mourning Doves, Cardinals, Black-capped Chickadees, and Blue Jays. Kinda dull at the bird welfare office here, but we are always glad to help out at Christmastime. I did see one shivering Mockingbird. Where are the Goldfinches and all of the interesting sparrows? Even our semi-tough Carolina Wrens seem to have taken a hike south. I think they are all fleeing global cooling and sitting on lawn chairs in patios in Key West, sipping Rum Punches. If they weren't bird-brains, they would stay there.
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Monday, December 8. 2008Our Ducks Unlimited EventRegular readers know that Maggie's Farm is a big supporter of Ducks Unlimited, one of the major conservation organizations in North America. The 1,000,000 members of DU now protect over 12 million acres of wildlife habitat. That is a heck of a good cause. We like to have fun, too, while raising $ to protect habitat. I took some photos of our annual event (which is mainly a boy's-night-out). Our raffle girls (with their scary boss on the left who insisted on joining the photo): More photos on continuation page - Continue reading "Our Ducks Unlimited Event" Wednesday, December 3. 2008Free lunch for migrating hawks
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Monday, December 1. 2008Dog of the Week: Red Fox
Then we saw the fox. They must have moved in recently. The diminutive Red Fox is the most widely distributed predator in the world, from Asia through Europe and North America. (Yes, he is a Fox and she is a Vixen.) While our American Red Fox is likely a descendent of foxes imported from England for hunting, there was a pre-existing Red Fox here which inhabited boreal regions of North America. In the US, they are hunted with horses and hounds, but I don't know anyone who shoots them for fun. In the UK, our cousin Mr. Free Market loves to blast them, but he is a deeply disturbed individual (like all Capitalist gun-lovers), and he also tries to protect his pheasants. I tend to feel happy when I see one, which is not often, at dawn, trotting across a meadow. I think I have liked them since Roger and the Fox was a favorite of mine around age 6. They are increasingly semi-suburban, but are basically a rural animal. These nocturnal handsome bushy-tailed guys are mainly mouse, fruit, and bug-eaters, but they have been known to steal a chicken or young pheasant. Both coyotes and wolves will kill foxes. A bit about their range and natural history here. More here.
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Monday, November 24. 2008BrantA flock of Brant ("Brent" in the UK) over Long Island Sound this weekend. Thanks, reader. Thursday, November 20. 2008Ancient turtleWell-preserved Jurassic turtles found on Skye. They call it a missing link between land and aquatic turtles. Today, we still have many species that do a little of both, like North America's wonderful Wood Turtle, which swims and hikes. Tuesday, November 18. 2008Rodent of the Week: He is smarter than I am
I think it's been a long time since American kids went out with their .22s to get a mess o' savory squirrel in the oak trees for the family stew-pot. Like everybody else around here, my main problem with these crafty acrobats is that they eat me out of house and home on my bird-feeders. (Plus, these sneaky little terrorists almost blew me up when they chewed through the hose of my grill's propane tank.) The ongoing war of brains continues at Maggie's Farm and, thus far, the Grey Squirrel still wins. Here's some advice on Squirrel-proof bird feeders. Wki has a good summary on the Eastern Grey Squirrel. Here, we have the black version too, but not many.
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Wednesday, November 12. 2008Duck du Jour: The American Black Duck
Unlike most dabbling ducks, Blacks are happy breeding on either freshwater ponds and marshes or in salt marshes. Some studies in recent years indicate a significant reliance on beaver marshes for breeding habitat. You can read about the American Black Duck here. Photo from that site.
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Saturday, November 8. 2008How the moon affects life on earthFriday, November 7. 2008The next big rainThe next big rain will knock the remaining autumn leaves down. Here's where we are today:
Wednesday, November 5. 2008Michael Crichton died todayDead of cancer at 65. Obit here. An MD, a storyteller, a TV producer, and a scientist, he's been one of our favorite folks. I repost this well-known talk by Crichton on the complexity of nature from 2005 for the benefit of readers who might have missed it. Damn interesting, especially with respect to the effects of human intervention. (The text of his talk, with images, is here.)
Wednesday, October 29. 2008A view of one of our river-bottom fieldsTuesday, October 21. 2008From our archives: Goose InfestationsCanada Goose Infestation Some parts of the US would love to have the problems we have in the Northeast: White-Tailed Deer and Goose infestations. (We now have tons of Wild Turkey too, but I would never term that an "infestation." These splendid birds are a blessing.) Trouble is, we have to bow the deer in many populated areas, and these non-migratory Canadas that we have in abundance tend to hang out where you cannot hunt, like town parks and golf courses. It's a damn shame, because they are big, and the breast, marinated then sauteed or grilled rare and thin-sliced, is as good as filet mignon, in my opinion - if not as tender. Our White-Tail deer are bigger than the southern version, or the Texas version, but with smaller racks. Who cares? Excellent dining. Our deer hunters tend to be meat hunters and, where I live, there is no limit on does. When I was a lad, both goose and deer were uncommon sights in New England: these are the kinds of problem you want to have. Photo: Our pal Yankee retrieving a goose in Manitoba, this October Latest USFWS report on Canada Goose, below:
Continue reading "From our archives: Goose Infestations" Thursday, October 16. 2008Bird du Jour: Yellow-Shafted Flicker
I heard one calling this morning. "Flicka flicka flicka." They migrate, unlike most woodpeckers, but these guys do more pecking in the earth than they do in trees. They love to eat ants, and suburbia doesn't seem to bother them. You can read more about these birds here.
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Tuesday, October 14. 2008Butterfly du Jour: Orange Sulphur
But I did see a stunning and feisty Orange Sulphur on my woodpile this morning. It's their flight season. This one had wide black margins like the one in the photo, but their coloration is variable. It looked like an orange autumn Maple leaf, taking flight.
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Sunday, September 28. 2008My California deer huntA reposted deer hunt note from 2007 from our contributor Gwynnie: Gwynnie got to return this August to an annual hunt on one of California’s last great Spanish land-grant ranchos for coast Black-tailed Deer (Odocoileus hemionus columbianus), also known as Columbian black-tailed deer. The Black-tailed Deer is currently considered a subspecies of the mule deer and can interbreed with the Mule Deer (Odocoileus hemionus hemionus) where their range overlaps. They share many similarities but are much smaller than a Mule Deer and their ears are smaller too. They are called Black-tailed deer because the bottom two thirds of the tail is black. Up higher, where the tail is attached, the fur is brown and under the tail is whitish. The general body color is reddish to greying-brown (with black hairs interspersed in winter) and the underside of belly, chin, neck patch are white. The brownish color camouflages the deer in the forest and field edges where it lives. Habitat in the Coast Range of California is often as shown in the photo, where they browse oak trees, especially black oak. Black-tails also feed on tender grasses, herbs, branch tips, and new leaves in spring and summer. In winter, they eat Douglas fir, western cedar, Oregon yew, trailing blackberry, red huckleberry, and salal branches. Shooting is usually long-range, and the .270 or the .308 are ideal for shots from 75 to 200 yards. The .243 is OK for the deer, but inadequate for the 300-pound European wild boar that have infested Northern California and are part of the alarming collapse of new oak tree growth – they love acorns. One State scientist is predicting wide-spread extinction of oaks based on the current trend. Gwynnie’s buck, which died instantly from a 75-yard head shot and rolled 100 yards into a precipitous canyon, was a forked-horn, and weighed 116 pounds field dressed. The California State biologist performing her post-hunt autopsy testing for parasitic infections said he was probably 3-4 years old. Other dressed-out bucks ranged from 90 to 118 pounds.
Friday, September 26. 2008Mt. WilleySome family and friends climbed Mt. Willey on Sunday. They popped a bottle of champagne on the foggy top. Here's one of their photos from a viewpoint, part way up:
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