Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Your connection to hot raptor action

Even though I have two small children, I rarely get up before 7 am. Today, I got up at 5:00 am. I had programs in northern Kentucky today, and had to get the birds early enough to make it over to the school at 8:00 am. Yaawwwn.

Mr. Macho Bubo Virginianis (Latin name for Great Horned Owl...see, you can learn stuff on my blog) was out in the tree across from the barn. And yet again, no begging calls, just a ready-for-love owl strutting his stuff. I would have tried for a better shot of Junior, but the batteries in the camera died.

I didn't mind being at RAPTOR this morning, versus late at night, because it was getting lighter instead of just more and more darkness.

I had FIVE presentations at a high school today, beginning at 8:00. The first presentation was in the lecture hall:

A nice room, but some different maps and such were painted on the walls, and this one was particularly disturbing:

And then, they moved the birds and me to an empty, cold gym.

The day was long, some of the kids couldn't care less that I was there (brats), but it was a nice day overall.

And check this out. They paid for the presentations in cash...all in singles and fives:

It felt illegal. I felt like a drug dealer.

"Hey, man, want some heavy raptor action?"

I have come to the realization that I love pigeons. I know that most birders think them akin to rats with feathers, but I have never been one to give a damn what others think. At the exit ramp on the way to RAPTOR, there are always a flock of pigeons hanging out over the traffic lights. And there is one, cute little white pigeon who always sticks out among all the others. See him?

The girls are learning about Thanksgiving and Native Americans at school, and Lorelei made this lovely ensemble herself today.

And finally, a gratuitous dog pic: Nellie and Boomer in mid-wrestle. Note Boomer's jowls flying off to the side.


LauraHinNJ said...

So that's how you financed that fancy new camera!


Susan Gets Native said...

Yeah, you found me out.

I was so nervous with all of that. It was nice to get it locked up.

Mary said...

Susan, you are so entertaining and pack so much life into a day. Your birds are so interesting and beautiful! The last photo should be entered into a caption-writing contest.

Anonymous said...

It's a good thing you didn't get pulled over with that wad of cash and a car full of raptors!

The No Bell Prize Photo Committee said...

I don't think we've ever seen a bird as beautiful as the one in your penultimate picture. Is that the lovely and elusive single-feathered Lorelei?

They are as rare as they are beautiful. You are very forunate to have been able to capture it in its natural habitat.

NatureWoman said...

Imagine millions of those ones and fives to make up the worth of the Inverted Jenny!
I love Lorelei's outfit and Nellie and Boomer mid-wrestle - how cute!
I like pigeons, too, and I like your white one.
Is there a remembrance wall in the school with other horrible things in the past?

Susan Gets Native said...

Thanks. It's hard to get a pic at all of the demon dogs. Most of them are blurry, dog-shaped blobs.

Can you imagine the conversation I would have with the officer?

Mr. Unbiased Grandpa:
Yes, that sighting was a pinnacle moment in my birding career.

There were alot of things painted on the walls in there, but the Nazi flag one just stopped me in my tracks. Who knows? I WAS in Kentucky.