Monday, August 09, 2010

Neat things I saw this weekend

Saturday found me at the second annual Midwest Native Plant Conference in Beavercreek Ohio.  I displayed some of our education birds for the participants to ooh and ahh over.

I was so happy to run into Wil Hershberger...New River Bird and Nature Festival-goers know him well.  He's the nice one.  :)

My table was across the room from his, so I was sneakily shooting photos of him:
Wil doesn't see
Hee hee, he doesn't see me....




Oops, now he sees me!
Wil sees

Oh, what a nice person.  And I mean a genuinely nice person. 
Before he left, I asked someone to take a photo of Wil, me and one of the birds.  I shouldn't have chosen Storm.

Wil me and Storm
Storm doesn't know what it means when I say, "Hey, goofy bird.  Look at the camera!"


Other things I saw this weekend:
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Question mark butterfly noodling in the mud

Electric blue dragonfly on a sauerkraut jar (that doubled as a minnow container)

Clausens dragonfly












green heron
The closest I've been to a green heron, without it pooping violently and flying away








And in the classic tradition of the yearly summer "Screech Owl Ugly Molt"....long time readers of this blog will remember Rufous, bless his little soul:
Okay...what can you say about this one


Well, Thirteen might just have him beat....

Thirteen ugly molt 1

Monday, August 02, 2010

A list of words from The Flock

I've been doing some poking around in the house lately and today I came across a sheet of paper I thought I had lost.  It's three lists from my glorious friends, The Flock.

It's divided into three sections:
"What Susan was called this week"
"Things we called Debbie"
"Flock Dictionary"

These lists were written on the back of a note from Geoff Heeter, welcoming us to the 2010 New River Bird and Nature Festival and telling everyone else that I ate all the cookies.

Note:  Sure, the festival was months ago and I'm still blogging about it.  But very little fun excitement is going on in my life right now, so just deal with it.  :)

gh note
In case you can't read his chicken scratch:
"The Flock- Hello and Welcome!
The glasses and key chain lights are for you.
Susan ate your cookies.
Enjoy the chips and salsa!
Geoff"

I did not eat all the cookies.


On the flip side of this note is a mish-mash of drunken scribbling.

flock dictionary


Let's break it down:
The left side is a list of things that I was called over the course of the week (If anyone remembers any especially fun side stories about these, please SHARE THEM):

Bitchy (As in Vickie saying to me the first day, "We need to get you some food.  You're kinda bitchy."
Liar  (??)
Pop 'N' Fresh  (Was this a boob thing?)
Puff 'N' Stuff  (Was this also a boob thing?)
Pillsbury Doughboy  (Because of the way I laugh)
Nasty  (I assume I was hungry)
Grumpy (Ditto)
Smart ass  (Well, what did you expect?)
Sweet  (The Petersons wrote this!)
Considerate  (This too!)
Randy  (???)
Buzzmeister/Buzzamatrix  (Julie called me that....because I broadcast to the world about this festival)
Testes  (Um....)
Profanity Barbie  (snort)




The right side of the paper lists all the different Barbies we could turn Debbie into:

Adventure Barbie  (She's ready for adventure, any time and any place!)
Helpful Barbie  (Self-explanatory)
Clumsy Barbie  (Girlfriend falls.  A LOT)
Guest Service Barbie  (Same as "Helpful Barbie")
Pirate Barbie  (She stood up on a road rail at Cranberry Bog and scared the shit out of me, and then posed like a pirate.  Argggh.)
GRAVITY Barbie  (Just like "Clumsy Barbie".  She took a spill on one of the trips that will assuredly be talked about for years to come.)
Defroster Barbie  (One of the mornings, there was frost on our car windows.  Sweet Debbie scraped ALL of them.)
S & M Barbie  (I don't know.  And I don't want to hear about it.)

The bottom list really got me cackling, because there are a few that I just don't remember writing down, even though it's in my handwriting.  My drunken handwriting...maybe that explains it.
The Flock Dictionary:

Newbology
Dickishness
Spraint
Queasiology
Squeeziology
Peeliated
Disco w/ monkeys
Blow in a circle

Now, "Spraint" I remember.  I may have to let the other Flock members refresh my memory about the rest of those.  "Disco w/monkeys"?????  "Blow in a circle"?????????

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Killing time

Geoff has been writing a corporate history for a company headquartered in Versailles, Ohio. He has been visiting there off and on gathering interviews with past and present employees, and this time we all went along for the ride.
Versailles, Ohio (that's "ver-sails", not "Vair-sigh") is a quiet and tiny town on the western edge of the state. One hotel, one gas station, no Starbucks....you get the picture. Geoff talked me into the trip by telling me all about the "nature places" and his non-birding opinion that the place would be "birdy".

We arrived in the early morning on Monday and as Geoff headed off to do his job, the girls and I headed to a nearby reserve to kill time.


Stillwater Prairie Reserve:

It's 380 acres of prairie loveliness. Full of native Ohio wildflowers, it's a butterfly and dragonfly heaven. With two ponds and a wetland, it's a frog and bird paradise.
Let's go to the photos:

milkweed bug on milkweed
Milkweed was everywhere. More than I have ever seen in one place. Common, swamp, spider milkweed...all full of juicy milk and crawling with milkweed bugs and beetles. And earwigs. And other things I couldn't identify.

Cattails and swamp milkweed



ready for take off
Dragonflies and damselflies were everywhere. Pond hawks, widow skimmers, Carolina saddlebags, halloween pennants.


widow skimmer

Red-spotted purple
Butterflies were everywhere. Monarchs too busy to land and pose, tiger swallowtails, small sulphurs, tiny blues, clouds of cabbage whites, and this red-spotted purple.


Two ponds in the reserve gave Isabelle many chances to catch frogs (one of her favorite past times).
This peeper landed on Lorelei's shirt, and tried to escape through the "portal."
peeper on Lorelei's shirt


I was in Native Paradise.
Yellow coneflower, purple coneflower, bee balm as far as the eye can see....adding that to the copious amounts of milkweed, and it was all I could do NOT to strip down and roll through it all naked.
prairie flowers


Bird-wise, it was quiet, as expected in mid-summer.
But this kingbird was close enough for the girls to hear its beak "snap" as it zoomed back and forth from its branch to flycatch.
kingbird


Non-sequiter:
We left the prairie to get some lunch (and returned back TO the prairie after eating) and while driving through the next town, Isabelle say this sign on the post office and MADE ME take a photo:

Puhjust office
"Mommy....it's a Puh-Just Office!" (giggles ensue)

Friday, June 25, 2010

Their house blew away and all we got was a T-shirt

As you may have read on this post, some of us here Bloggers have been telling Debby Kaspari's story and letting everyone know how they can help.

Well, we have another way you can support the cause: T-shirts.

Murr over at Murrmurrs (a shoot-a-drink-out-of-your-nose-funny blog) designed this shirt for Team Kaspari on the Zazzle website and you should head over there and get yourself one.

You can choose from an assortment of colors and styles, and ALL of the profit goes to Debby and Mike's rebuilding efforts.
And I'll tell you why I love the shirt so much...the meaning behind it. Two forlorn scissor-tailed flycatchers surrounded by a *Flock* of birds of other species who are bringing in nesting material. Murr's a genius.

Just go and do it. You'll be glad you did.
Nest in peace.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

They might be giants

Mary Ann became my temporary BFF.

Way back in March at the Adams County Bird Syposium, a raffle was drawn for a chance to see the banding of some peregrine falcon chicks in Aberdeen. A friend of Mary Ann's won, but since she was already involved in the banding of the chicks in Cincinnati, she gave the chances to Mary Ann. And that's when I became her new BFF.
(If you don't remember who Mary Ann is, she is in this post. And this post. And this post. She has no blog. Poor dope.)

No, I wasn't using her just for the banding opportunity. Well, maybe 10 percent. Okay, 20.
I mean, we're talking peregrine falcons here. Baby ones. My totem bird. My favorite.

In all seriousness, Mary Ann is a fun and tolerant new birding companion and I was so thrilled that she let me come along.
But honestly, I wonder at the agonized howls that would have ensued from my mouth if she hadn't.

So with an hour-long drive in my falcon-mobile, we arrived.
In fact, let's just get to the photos, huh?


ODNR
The Peregrine Falcon project is administered by the Ohio Department of Natural Resources' Division of Wildlife.

And this is the lady who travels all over the state banding the babies:
Mary Ann and Jenny
(Jennifer Norris with our Mary Ann)

From the ODNR website:
"Along with several other Midwestern states, Ohio began introducing the birds in 1989. Several pairs were released in cities between 1989 and 1992. Last year in Ohio, 19 nesting pairs of peregrine falcons are estimated to have successfully hatched and fledged 64 young. An estimate was made because actual counts were unavailable due to site access for some nests.
Federal funds for the peregrine falcon project and other wildlife diversity efforts of the Division of Wildlife are provided through the State Wildlife Grant Program, which targets species with greatest conservation need.
The division's peregrine falcon management program is funded by the sale of cardinal license plates, the division’s new Ohio Wildlife Legacy Stamp and contributions to the state Wildlife Diversity & Endangered Species Check-off Fund. "



Quick note about bands:
close up bands
These dual-colored bands will show up at a distance and the letter/number combination can easily be read. They are read from top to bottom, so the one on the left would read "black over red, 16Y".
If you ever see a banded peregrine falcon, here's a handy chart to tell you where it came from:
Red                 Captive bred
Black/red bicolor Eastern United States
Black/green bicolor Eastern United States
Blue Tundra Peregrines
Black/blue bicolor Tundra or Anatum captured off the breeding grounds or subspecies unknown
Green Peale's Peregrines
Black Anatum Peregrines




USFW bands
Another band, in purple, is fitted on the other leg. These are USFW bands.


We found out that a local sixth grade class (I did a program at that school!) came up with names for these chicks. Since Mary Ann, myself and one other woman were the only audience members, we each got to choose which falcon would get which name.

And here are the babies (all females, by the way):
Skylar
Skylar


Flyte
Flyte


Epic
Epic

(The largest and likely the oldest of the three. This is the one I named!)



Aside from the bands, parasites and blood samples were collected:
blood sample



Peregrine chicks start out life not with that majestically long, rudder-like tail, but instead sport a stubby butt that looks like it belongs on a chicken:
peregrine chicken butt


limp toes
Check out the limp toes (this is a defense mechanism).


food feather
Epic had the remains of breakfast stuck in her beak (see the tan feather?).


PEFA 12 Y
Let's just soak in the adorableness of that face for a minute......


These babies will grow up to be the race cars of the sky, blue-gray thunderbolts that split the air with their speed and strength. But this day, at 3 weeks old, just fuzzy white perfection.

This last photo makes my heart do a drum roll.
Those toes, the same type of toes that curl around my thumb and forefinger on a regular basis, that clench my hand when the owner needs reassurance, the toes that take food from my hand and have a firm hold on my heart....
Fingers and toes

Good luck, little ones. Go forth and multiply.