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Now that is one impressive accidental color-coordination. Highly visible, very safe: I approve!
You are viewing stuff tagged with birds.
Now that is one impressive accidental color-coordination. Highly visible, very safe: I approve!
How many birds are in that pear tree?
This animatronic goose recites poems. The first one is Humpty Dumpty. Ess calls her ‘humpy dumpy’ and thinks she’s a hoot.
Ever since seeing (and maybe slightly before this) hours-old Canadian geese goslings on a walk, Ess has associated walking with bird watching. She calls all birds “ducks” which we’re working on, but in the meantime, there’s no surer way to settle her down than to talk about a walk in her near future, and seeing ducks. When we’re walking out to the pond, there’s a certain point, about a quarter mile away, that Ess gets really excited anticipating ducks. The other day she goes DUCKS! YAHHHH-DUCKS while sticking her little fists straight out from herself in rigid-body excitement. On the way home, we always make sure to stop and see a stone lawn-decoration duck family Ess calls the tone ducks.
Mykala and I left the St. Louis Park Costco at sunset this evening. I got 110 servings (10 pounds) of Old Fashioned Quaker Oatmeal for $6.89. With horse-sized servings of cereal in the trunk, we set out for home. As you head into Minneapolis from the west, past the mansions on their faux bluffs just south of 394, your view opens up. Thanks to fortuitous timing, I had a perfect view of hundreds of little birds dotting the sky, on their way to roost. Skeleton trees, not yet pushing nascent leaves into the cold world, looked as though they’d jumped the gun and sprouted big berries: extended families of birds were waiting for sunset in the shelter of the branches.
Just heard the distinctive honks of geese flying overheard. It’s amazing how evocative of fall that sound is. I suppose fall is only one week away. I hope we have one of those lovely indian summers, where it remains warm into October.
Great comic: “man it’s great to be able to fly!” It actually took me a while to figure out the location of the scene… I doubt you’ll have the same problem.
One of my favorite pictures ever - Perfect composition, execution, artistic vision, and so on.
As an antidote to that previous link - Some adorable baby birds - the one on the left has amazingly vivid colors.
This bird just kept flying up and up and up after launching from the tree.
At one moment in time very close to the sun setting, all the birds in the trees leave their perches to spend the evening somewhere more sheltered - it’s a beautiful sight.
