Gather that grass, then fly the wrong way as a decoy. Then fly, fly, fly! Don’t delay. It’s nesting time. Quick, get at ‘er. ~ With thanks to the starlings.
Isn’t it a bitter irony that these beautiful birds, starlings, an invasive species here, are called pests and are electrocuted for it by the hundreds of thousands … … by that other […]
Because this is a country built around a mix of public and private property, and built especially upon long-distance communication from across the continent and the oceans, the dominance of transportation ensures […]
Artifice wants you to look away, but if you look at it, you will see marvels. The human body meets the giants (here Lombardy poplars full of starlings) and responds, body to […]
It looks … … readable… … doesn’t it! And starlings are called pests. Ha!
Someone has to. Daly Mountain, Similkameen Valley
From the smallest … … to the largest … … it is one.
My mother, who died a week ago on Sunday, did not like starlings. This was not because she did not like birds. She loved those. As a girl in the 1930s, she […]
The starlings love corn. Humans walk along the ridge line and trample ancient mosses, before coming down and eating corn. Turtle Mountain Whee!
Did you see the government ad about the Okanagan’s wonderful beaches? See it here. They understated the truth, that’s all I can say. For your holiday pleasure, here are the public amenities […]