This weekend is the Great Backyard Bird Count hosted by the Audubon Association and Cornell Lab. http://gbbc.birdcount.org/
Now I admit it’s not easy to count moving targets, especially when most of them look alike.
Participating is easy (http://gbbc.birdcount.org/get-started/)–just register and count. If you have ten fingers and ten toes, plus a coffee or tea mug you’ll be able to participate. Add in your ears, arms, legs, and pets, and you should be good for the whole weekend.
What makes my task difficult are the ducks. They won’t stay still, coming and going, flying and waddling. At least I have the maimed ones to help me keep track to a few. My newest edition is Flapper. Her tongue hangs out to the side as it, well, as if it’s hanging out to the side. All she needs is a baseball cap on sideways and she’d fit right in hangin’ on a street corner.
I know I have one American Robin …
… or maybe two.
The chickadees don’t make the count any easier. And the slate-colored juncos! Man, I either have two hundred or ten.
There’s a pair of mergansers in the thawed portion of the river. At least I think it’s a pair. They keep diving and popping-up elsewhere. For all I know the river is full of them.
This is the real-time submission map from my morning count. It’s cool to see the numbers going up.
In order for the birds of the world to be heard you must get yourself to a local story, buy some seed and a feeder, then get out there, or sit by a window, and be counted this weekend. A study conducted in Wisconsin demonstrated that black-capped chickadees, with access to seed, had a winter survival rate of 69%, compared to the 37% who weren’t provided food.
Forget the chocolate for Valentine’s Day. Buy sunflower seed!
Blessed be :}