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Showing posts with label birding. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 17, 2025

Magpies: The Feathered Drama Queens of the Bird World


If birds had their own reality show, magpies would absolutely be the stars — loud, flashy, and always up to something. These sharp-dressed troublemakers are ridiculously smart too. They can recognize themselves in mirrors (which is more than some people), plan ahead, use tools, and even throw what looks suspiciously like tiny bird funerals for their fallen friends.


Magpies also have a serious attitude problem. They’ll yell at cats, dogs, people, the wind — anything that moves (or doesn’t). They adore shiny objects, holding the title of "glitter-obsessed raccoons in feathered coats." And yes, they remember faces. So if you annoy one, expect the grudge to last.



Folklore can't decide if they're lucky or cursed — in some places, a single magpie spells bad luck, but two bring joy. In China and Korea, they’re good omens. Native Americans thought of them as helpful companions. In your backyard? They’re probably pulling up seedlings and harassing robins.

Love them or fear them, magpies make sure life is never boring — and that’s why we can’t help but watch the drama unfold.



Saturday, May 31, 2025

Who's Watching Who? The Curious Case of the Hawk with Binoculars

There I was, perched comfortably in my lawn chair, binoculars in hand, ready for an afternoon of tranquil birdwatching. My checklist of feathered friends was at the ready. The air was crisp, the birds were singing, and I was prepared to spot the elusive hawk soaring through the sky.

 But then it happened. 

 Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a familiar flash of wings. I turned my binoculars skyward, waiting for the majestic silhouette of a hawk in flight. Instead, I locked eyes with… a hawk peering back at me through binoculars. 

 Yes, you read that right. 

 This wasn’t any ordinary hawk. This was a clever, inquisitive bird with a keen sense of humor—and a set of binoculars that put mine to shame. It was as if he was saying: “Hey, buddy. You’re not the only one watching. I’ve been keeping tabs on you for weeks. That slightly mismatched sock? I saw it. That snack stash you think you’re hiding on the back porch? I know all about it.” Suddenly, the tables had turned. 

 ðŸŽ¨ The Art Behind the Bird Inspired by this hilarious mental image, I picked up my watercolor brushes and set to work. The result? A whimsical original watercolor painting featuring a hawk peering through binoculars, almost as if to say, “Look who’s birdwatching now, human.” This painting isn’t just about capturing the beauty of nature—it’s about celebrating the quirky, unexpected moments that happen when we take the time to slow down and observe. It’s a cheeky reminder that nature might just be watching us right back. 

 ðŸ¦… Perfect for Bird Nerds (and Those Who Love a Laugh) Whether you’re a dedicated birder with a lifelong list of sightings or just someone who loves a good chuckle, this painting is for you. Hang it in your home, office, or she-shed and let it remind you: Birdwatching is a two-way street. Nature has a sense of humor. And hawks? They’re way cooler than we give them credit for. 

 ðŸŽ‰ Get Yours Before the Hawk Spots You First! This original watercolor (and its prints, cards, and posters) are available now—just don’t wait too long, or the hawk might see you coming. Because when it comes to binoculars, it turns out that hawks are naturals.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Saving money on Bird Seed.

When I first put out the chick scratch instead of bird seed, the Mourning Doves were impressed.  They called their friends and relatives to the feast.
I had no idea there were so many in the neighborhood.



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This was only half of them.  The other half were down eating. 
I may not be saving money after all.


Monday, November 7, 2011

Feeding the Birds

Cute Chickadee Bird, Nature, Wildlife photosculpture


My husband and I agreed that it was time to stop feeding the birds.  I've seen numerous posts on the internet about the increasing cost of bird food. Without expensive seed like Niger, I was mostly feeding sparrows and chickadees, magpies and a few quail and in spring, a duck family.
Cute Curious Duck, Farm Bird, Garden photosculpture



So last spring, I decided to quit at a time when they could find their own but they never went away.  They sat out in the hedge calling and cheeping. What could I do? I had some cereal no one wanted to eat, one of those healthy ones that tastes like bird food.  They loved it.  Then I had some stale wholegrain bread and healthy muffins with peanut butter, a little bit of oatmeal, stale raisin bran, 9 grain cereal.  The magpies came by so I added fat scraps from the ham and leftovers.  Nothing like seeing a magpie try to balance on a line with half a muffin in his beak or a couple strings of spaghetti.


Curious Magpie, Looking at you, Humor Bird photosculpture
 
As cold weather arrived, I realized the birds weren't going anywhere so I went to the farm supply and asked what the cheapest edible food they had.  The cashier laughed and said chick scratch.  She said a lot of people feeding birds were switching since it was cheaper.  It's a mixture of chopped corn and wheat, half the price of sunflower seed and with absolutely no waste.

I've been feeding it for two months now and I think I have every sparrow in the neighborhood including a few song sparrows.  The flock of California quail has tripled and I don't think they'd leave the yard except for the neighborhood cat.  The magpie family is up to 8 or 9 now and they call if I forget to put it out or sleep in.
Cute Chickadee and Snowman, Christmas Winter Birds photosculpture








The good news is I've cut down my cost of feeding the birds to about half and am recycling leftovers too

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

California Quail


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Hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and I wish you all a 2011 full of health, love, joy, peace and even in these difficult times - prosperity

I have been ill with a cold/flu thing that has been really hard to shake so I've been absent from visiting blogs and from posting but I will be reading between naps.

The closest I've been to any nature in a long while has been my own backyard but it doesn't have as many exciting birds as some of your yards do. I'm continually amazed at the number of bird and animal photos captured that way. I've seen more wildlife from people blogging in urban areas than I ever saw all the years I lived in the country.


These California Quail are sweet little birds that were introduced here to help eliminate bugs in the orchards. I'm sure the first ones were not too happy with all the snow but somehow they've survived and even flourished in this area.

They are such friendly birds that you often have to wait for them to move when driving or walking. Although they can fly, they usually choose to run instead.

For years, I never saw them in the winter and have often wondered where they went but then one day, I purchased a bag of bird feed with a large amounts of ground corn in it and I don't know how they found out but not even 2 hours later a whole flock arrived.

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I am so pleased that in spite of the local cats, coyotes, hawks and owls, they are so numerous. California Quail are one of the nicest surprises I discovered in this area.
Well forgive me if there are mistakes I keep reading this over and over to edit it and am not absorbing anything so I'm just going to post it.


Sunday, January 24, 2010

Great Blue Heron



We are fortunate to live in an area with Great Blue Herons. Just between our Walmart and the downtown area is a creek and alongside it they've build a heronry.
They remind me of prehistoric birds and I always feel like I'm seeing something from a movie.

In the field, not far from my home is a creek and often, you can find a lone Heron fishing there. One summer afternoon, I spotted one staring at the water. It stood so still it didn't seem real so I stayed and watched, determined not to leave until I'd seen it move. My mind told me it wasn't a statue (who'd put one out in a field?) but I had a hard time believing any living thing could remain so completely motionless for so long.

It eventually decided there was no fish in the creek and without warning, flapped it's huge wings, made a weird un-bird-like harsh croaking sound and flew away.

Most mornings, they can be spotted flying over the city and out to the many lakes in the area. I've been told by people who have ponds that they cannot put fish in them because if the raccoons don't get them the herons do.




Thursday, January 7, 2010

Gray Jay, Whiskey Jack

Having been raised in the north, I heard stories of the Gray Jay, a jay that was so friendly it would steal food off your table. It's also known as the Camp Robber.   Whiskey Jack, it's other name, originates from the Cree word wiiskachaan.

The first time I saw it I was alerted by a soft whistle I hadn't heard before. When I finally found the source of the sound, there was the Gray Jay.

It's hard to describe them. They glide down from the trees so silently you don't know they're coming, they don't shriek like the Blue Jays, they're not agressive or scrappy. They are big, gray, soft, fluffy, friendly, quiet birds that inspire a sense of awe when they stop by to sneak a bit of your food. You are so amazed by their presence, that you don't even mind, in fact you'll gladly hand it over just for another appearance.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

Sparrows


Sparrows are wonderful, little birds that you can see bathing in puddles at parking lots, sharing fries at McDonalds or chirping from your eavestroughing.

The more people in an area, the more sparrows. I lived in the country for years and hardly saw one but a visit to my grandmother in town and I was treated to their constant symphony of cheerful songs.

Now that I live in the city, I've found them to be the most constant source of nature in my life.
in flocks of 50 or 60 every day and yes, they aren't exotic or unusual but they are very sweet and cheerful.
Because I was feeding them and because the winter here isn't very harsh, they stay all year round. A few winters ago it got very cold and I was curious to know where they were staying at night. We have a huge privet hedge surrounding the place and it seemed likely that they stayed there but it didn't seem like a very warm place.

One morning, it was very cold and I was going out to warm up my vehicle. I just happened to look up and in the rafters of the car port was a line of little sparrow butts. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen and I just had to draw it.


I'm sure you'll see many more sparrow images in the future.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Blue Jays

For a short while I lived in a place where Blue Jays frequented my bird feeders. I still recall the thrill of excitement at seeing that first flash of blue.

They truly are incredibly beautiful birds and it's a good thing too because their personality leaves a lot to be desired.

They attacked any other bird that came near the feeder, squawked incessantly and even fought with the squirrel.

You knew the moment it arrived from it's harsh call and the noise continued until it left but somehow I still felt very pleased to see it there.

They are very intelligent and can mimic the call of a hawk to scare away other birds if their bullying tactics don't work.  They did it quite often whenever the competition for the bird seed became too much,  They'd sit in the trees above and do the hawk call and the other birds would dive for cover leaving all the food to them.


Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Seagulls

If you have ever lived near Seagulls you will know how vocal they can be and because I lived beside a huge river, seagulls were part of every summer day.
They called when the wind whipped up the waves revealing new food, when someone plowed or tilled the soil, when it looked like rain and whenever it looked like someone was eating.

They knew what a food package looked like or perhaps they could smell it, I don't know but somehow they always appeared and waited for french fries at a fast food place or bread crumbs at a picnic.
When I moved to the city,in a different province, although there are three lakes surrounding it, the lack of food keeps their numbers to a minimum so I really missed them.

I was very happy one day when I finally heard a flock calling. I looked up sure enough they were following children in a playground. I began to keep an eye out for them and noticed that they knew when recess and lunch hour at school was. The moment the kids got out the seagulls arrived. They circled the children calling out as if begging. On one block we have two schools and a little corner store where the kids make a daily trek for goodies. The seagulls follow faithfully there and back but the moment the breaks are over and the kids disappear so do the seagulls.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Chickadees

If you have been to my Zazzle store you will notice that I also love Chickadees.
It always makes my day when I see one. There is something incredibly cheerful about their upbeat little song.
You never have to wonder what kind of bird they are, between their outstanding black and white color and announcing their own name they are hard to miss.

I have gone for many walks in the forest while they followed me. Flying from tree to tree they sing out and pretend they are really intent on finding a bug.

I haven't figured out if they are territorial and want me out of there or if they've come to associate people with food.

I remember seeing them at my outdoor dogs feed bowl. They love bones and scraps of meat, especially during the winter but will happily settle for sunflower seeds.

I find that after I've drawn one picture of them, I just think of another I want to do and have limited myself somewhat to just a few but I think as time goes on I'll keep adding.