tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post5708202816330803392..comments2023-11-05T03:56:08.325-08:00Comments on Murrmurrs: Springtime With The WindowsonsMurr Brewsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-60681448596816559672015-04-20T09:23:47.914-07:002015-04-20T09:23:47.914-07:00I won't soon forget you trying to get me to he...I won't soon forget you trying to get me to hear some warbler in the tapestry--all avid, jabbing a finger at some remote point in the brush, saying "THERE...[jab]...THERE...[jab]...THERE..." and I'm all "whuh? Whuh? Whuh?"Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-16141265908529498912015-04-20T09:20:59.734-07:002015-04-20T09:20:59.734-07:00My sister Margaret used to LOVE her phoebes. I'...My sister Margaret used to LOVE her phoebes. I'm thinking they must be fun to watch for some reason, because they look sort of plain to me. We don't have any.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-51676212147502500352015-04-20T08:20:44.928-07:002015-04-20T08:20:44.928-07:00Egad you have zippy looking flickers. Thanks for t...Egad you have zippy looking flickers. Thanks for the shout out. I enjoy being a complete freak. Today's list for a four hour run/amble=ramble hit 64 species in southeast Ohio. Yep, picking the threads of tsip out of the tapestry of BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA, every single bird shouting to the heavens that spring is here! I. Love. It. Good luck on the 'thon darlin! Julie Zickefoosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06654698829603424649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-49649215538871647872015-04-19T20:36:45.941-07:002015-04-19T20:36:45.941-07:00Hope you raise lots of money. Love your post. I ...Hope you raise lots of money. Love your post. I too am involved in looking at as many birds as I can find. Today it was 67 species. This weekend, we should be able to match that AND get fabulous pictures at the blinds of South Llano State Park, Texas. But when I had a house, I loved to snoop on the lives of the yard birds and the eastern phoebe love to spy on me. Marilyn Kircushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15014565704792020948noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-43074094800680330812015-04-19T19:52:06.357-07:002015-04-19T19:52:06.357-07:00They don't. I get most of my best pics outside...They don't. I get most of my best pics outside my writing room window. They're real close and they kind of stay put. But I still fire off like fifty photos to get two or three winners.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-18570023422196017572015-04-19T19:51:15.668-07:002015-04-19T19:51:15.668-07:00No. We have a ton of flickers around here. And the...No. We have a ton of flickers around here. And they do not poke holes in the ground. They poke them in our house. Nevertheless, I love them. They have dots. Lots of dots! What could be better than dots? I cannot think of a dottier bird, but I'm hoping someone else can, and will tell me.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-76235243146770431352015-04-19T19:50:03.480-07:002015-04-19T19:50:03.480-07:00That bird mimicking thing is a relic now. There ar...That bird mimicking thing is a relic now. There are birders who still mimic birds to draw them out, and many more who "pish" to mimic the chatter calls, but almost everyone now uses an iPod or the like if they want to "cheat." It's a dying art. Birders, correct me if I'm wrong. (Actually, that goes for everybody!)Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-52796050245594668452015-04-19T19:47:52.567-07:002015-04-19T19:47:52.567-07:00I'm, like, three weeks further along in my bir...I'm, like, three weeks further along in my bird ID development than you are. I think I don't have the brain for it. It would be like expecting me to be a shortstop.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-12090691147081951802015-04-19T16:29:16.675-07:002015-04-19T16:29:16.675-07:00Fortunately my vision is still good. I can't h...Fortunately my vision is still good. I can't hear much above an alto in the bird world. It's so hard to get good bird pics as the little buggers never hold still, let alone strike an interesting pose. Jonohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18170214396483091419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-11977514516538266292015-04-19T11:17:32.599-07:002015-04-19T11:17:32.599-07:00Gorgeous photos and my flickers rarely come to a s...Gorgeous photos and my flickers rarely come to a suet feeder. They just spend time poking holes in the ground. One does not have to be a bird expert to enjoy them.Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-32997862123089098822015-04-19T06:19:23.330-07:002015-04-19T06:19:23.330-07:00Growing up with birders for parents, this resonate...Growing up with birders for parents, this resonated. I particularly liked "before I have ruled out "eyeball floater"." But the part that really got me in the feels, as the young 'uns say these days, was the bird song identifiers. Dad was one of those, plus he could mimic them beautifully, even that crow throat chortle thing. I miss my old dear sitting on my deck Tiffinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13778085151055551720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-86379107669378670992015-04-19T02:14:32.579-07:002015-04-19T02:14:32.579-07:00Let's see now.
Feathered wings: check.
Tail f...Let's see now. <br />Feathered wings: check.<br />Tail feathers: check. <br />Flying: check<br />Yep, it's a bird!!<br />(*~*)Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-75349288422673126382015-04-18T22:09:10.069-07:002015-04-18T22:09:10.069-07:00That is so funny! I was just sitting around workin...That is so funny! I was just sitting around working on a new essay and Dave came up and said "you have a typo in your new piece." And I said "what?" and he said "a typo. That means you mistyped something." And I said "what?" and we went around for a while. Usually my friend sculptor1 finds my typos and lets me know but she must have missed this one. Anyway Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-3283155430653090332015-04-18T17:23:05.273-07:002015-04-18T17:23:05.273-07:00I'll donate, but only if you fix the typo in &...I'll donate, but only if you fix the typo in "the chickadee mades some parting shot about its mama". (Sorry. I used to proofread for a living. :) )bpadgetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01517111873755808766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-32740830759131523542015-04-18T12:14:05.969-07:002015-04-18T12:14:05.969-07:00Please do. There is only an Amurrican option.Please do. There is only an Amurrican option.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-25967438470797699912015-04-18T10:55:58.878-07:002015-04-18T10:55:58.878-07:00"Head to the right...now to the left..."..."Head to the right...now to the left..."Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-11351850184880827312015-04-18T10:31:57.873-07:002015-04-18T10:31:57.873-07:00You take very nice birdie mugshots.You take very nice birdie mugshots.pcflamingohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03206688121231793996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-17482347552654482462015-04-18T10:12:41.849-07:002015-04-18T10:12:41.849-07:00And by nature, you mean people. We're sort of ...And by nature, you mean people. We're sort of outside of nature, aren't we? We're like something nature urped up on a bad night and now there's just no cleaning us up.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-63054231078429617592015-04-18T10:04:08.722-07:002015-04-18T10:04:08.722-07:00Wonderfully funny, as usual! Especially the chicka...Wonderfully funny, as usual! Especially the chickadee's thoughts after running off the flicker.<br /><br />The birds here, from returning robins to resident owls, had a hard spring. The owls were starving from a winter of not being able to get at the mice, who were merrily running around under three feet of snow and ice. The robins came home to find the same snow and ice completely covering jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-8168910580962302352015-04-18T09:06:25.652-07:002015-04-18T09:06:25.652-07:00I've also noticed that when I'm introduced...I've also noticed that when I'm introduced to someone, I apparently am not listening to the name at all. Three seconds later I'm asking what it is all over again. I'm really bad.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-79795593399978073952015-04-18T09:05:30.104-07:002015-04-18T09:05:30.104-07:00I'd love to hit up furriners! I don't know...I'd love to hit up furriners! I don't know how it works, though. Maybe I should ask the Audubon folks. They run the page.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-7141288359879028452015-04-18T04:02:59.997-07:002015-04-18T04:02:59.997-07:00Oh, Murr... this made me laugh so much! Thank you...Oh, Murr... this made me laugh so much! Thank you for that. I, too, have problems identifying people I have just seen, if I see them out of context. For instance, I ran into our regular bartender (We always eat at the bar when we dine out.) who I have seen and joked around with on multiple occasions. But I ran into him the very next day in a supermarket, when he was in civilian clothes, a Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-9221033139525726732015-04-18T03:07:05.543-07:002015-04-18T03:07:05.543-07:00Pecking order is very, very real. And seems to no...Pecking order is very, very real. And seems to not have a great deal to do with size. Or justice. An aggressive little feathered enchantment can see off a larger bird who was there first.<br />Are you going to let foreigners donate to your Birdathon page this year? Giving a shit is a world-wide phenomena. Or should be.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com