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Birds... If birds bore you, you might want to pass this one by. Late in autumn of this year...um...I guess last year now...I discovered what I thought to be a mourning dove sitting on my clothesline post in my back yard. I was very surprised, because they fly south early autumn in this part of Canada. I saw it several times a day over the next couple of weeks and decided it might not be a mourning dove, but maybe a young pigeon. Seeing as it appeared to have taken up residence near my house, and was leaving evidence all over the place, I got out my trusty bird book. The book was very sketchy (pardon the pun) about what the various kinds of doves and pigeons looked like, so I still did not know what kind of bird it was for sure. As winter moved in and the snows came, the bird took cover under the patio deck and made the back door railing it's favourite perch. MESSSSSY!!! Well the bird didn't like it either, because my was having run-ins with it everytime I let her outside. So it moved it's perching place to the lid of the plastic garbage pail in a sheltered corner beside the house and right near the deck it lived under. Sukie and the bird still had run-ins but it would take longer for to reach bird which gave bird more time to take flight to the poplar tree. heh, heh. Sometimes the bird would disappear for a couple of days and I would think it must have been caught by a preditor or maybe it died of hunger and exposure. However it would always return and it surely did not look sick or hungry. On Christmas day I started throwing out pieces of apple for it, but it never touched them. Sukie usually got them in the end. I consulted my bird book again, thinking maybe it is something other than pigeon or dove. Sure enough I found PTARMIGANS (say THAT without having to wipe your chin) and partridges. I finally decided that I probably had a 'partridge in a poplar tree' for Christmas and didn't even know it. Anyway....long story short, here it is January 13th (Friday no less)and I have not seen my ptarmigan (dabbing my chin) or partridge in over a week now. I look for it several times a day and so does Sukie. I look at all the piles of bird poop on that garbage can lid, the back door railing and other places it liked to perch and wonder if it finally perished after fighting to survive all that time. I felt akin to that bird. It had no mate either. It's mate probably died too. It lasted a long while, but it must have been very lonely. I can't help but wonder if their little hearts break like ours do. I hope I see it again, but I am doubtful. If I do...you all will be the first to know! Happy Friday the 13th. Hugs. PrairieSky |
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1/13/2006 8:02 pm |
Enjoyable blog. I always reading about nature and it's wonders. Now I gotta go wipe my chin. Goot nacht MA.
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1/14/2006 9:44 am |
Ahhh, do let us know if the bird returns. I am such a nature lover ...have tamed several squirrels in my yard and when they disappear for a day or two, I start to worry immediately. Enjoyed your post about the bird, Sky.
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LOL LOL Myrddyn....To use a favourite word of one of my dear SFF friends.........SWAT!!! SYIMD
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1/16/2006 10:18 pm |
Nice blog, Prairie Grow old along we me. The best is yet to be. Robert Browning
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