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This Ain’t All Bad II: looking Up

Mocking birds, I’ve decided, are the car alarms of the bird world: loud, repetitive and annoying as all get-out, especially when they’re parked outside your window at 4:00 in the morning. Actually, now that I think about it, what they most closely resemble are drunks — singing at the top of their lungs, every single melody they’ve ever heard, one after the other after the other.

MORE THAN A FEELING…MORE THAN A FEELING…ISN’T IT SOMETHING!!!

TALL AND TAN AND YOUNG AND LOVELY THE GIRL FROM IPANEMA GOES WALKING

OH SAY CAN YOU SEEEEE…BY THE DAWN’S EARLY LIGHT!!!

HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIIIDE…I MUST HAVE CALLED A THOUSAND TIIIIIIMES

DA-DA-DA DAAAAA…DA-DA-DA DAAAAA!!

SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT, COMIN’ FOR TO CARRY ME HOME!!!

To think that when I first moved to the (nominal) South, I thought they were charming! Those days are long over, though speaking as an occasional birdwatcher, the Louisville area abounds in up-high wildlife. I’m told it’s because of the Ohio River, which is a mile across by the time it gets here. Those wide waters provide year-round hunting opportunities for birds, particularly fish-hunting birds, including many species you don’t otherwise see in the Midwest: peregrine falcons, yellow crested night herons, osprey, harriers, and just about every kind of hawk you can imagine.

I’m looking for them more than usual in these Corona days, as I have extra time to stare up at the sky. Day before yesterday I happened to look up from the alleyway, where I saw one of the above pictured fellows, looping lazily about a hundred feet over my head.

What a sight that bright white head and brilliant tail made in the morning light! One of those is that what I think it is?? Yes it is!! moments. I think it was sizing up my neighbor’s cat. It’s a fat and (I guess) appetizing thing. Whatever the case, the bird soon drifted off in the direction of the river, where I’m told several mating pairs nest.

I’ve only seen one other bald eagle since we moved here, some 16 years ago now. But my bet is that I’ve missed dozens doing similar lazy loops, because, quite simply, I’ve never looked up.

6 thoughts on “This Ain’t All Bad II: looking Up”

  1. Trying to subscribe but the bar on the right is not working. Please add me to your subscriber list. Found you looking for Easter Bread Recipes

    1. Hey Mb!

      The site had a recent crash and my techie and I are still working out bugs. I’ll do my best to get to this over the next couple of weeks.

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  2. I love bald eagles! Even though we get a bunch coming through here every winter in Utah, it still feels AMAZING to see one in real life. And every time we go to the Oregon coast I can’t stop looking for them.

    1. I agree Marilyn! Mrs. Pastry and I used to go up to northern Wisconsin quite a bit back when we were first married and living in Chicago. Up there they were everywhere. You’d see them eating road kill by the side of the highway, which wasn’t a particularly majestic sight, but there was still a little magic to it I have to say. I never got tired of them.

      – Joe

  3. I went to Ph.D. school in the 80’s and wrote my dissertation on an early Mac and a daisy wheel printer. My home office was set up in in a room at the front of our house and my desk faced a window that overlooked the street with its many trees. One day after many months of writing (and printing), my husband and I were out for a walk and I kept hearing the sound of my printer coming from the trees across the street. I was so curious, I looked until finally locating the neighborhood mockingbird (they are territorial), who had switched out imitating other bird calls for my printer! And boy did he have a lot of variations. It is funny what they find interesting.

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