We often hear stories and tidbits from the lives of our young nature adventurers while they are on our field trips to Ballona and Kenneth Hahn. Below is a poem written by long-time ace volunteer Joyce Karel about some of the secrets that have been shared with her.
FROM OUR READERS: No Sparrows
Being visited by wild birds while working in my outdoor office is an invigorating momentary distraction from my labors. Every morning before I plug in on the patio table, I open my rodent-proof bird food container and scoop out seeds. nyjer for the goldfinches, corn for the sparrows, black sunflower seeds for the mockingbirds, suet for whatever bird comes to call, plus sugar-water for the hummingbirds.
FROM OUR READERS: Two Robins In a Birdbath
Not exotica that you would grab your bins, rev-up your SUV and drive across three states to observe, beaming with pride as you record its sighting and count on eBird. Rather the robin is a friendly bird, more like a next-door neighbor.
You won’t have to trek to the Amazon or Patagonia to see a robin, though once-in-a-lifetime trips like those are inked on many a bucket list. No. You will spy the robin in Ponderosa pine forests, urban landscapes and grassy lawns pecking the ground for earthworms. Her nest is made of mud, her eggs an eponymous and beautiful blue that you just might decide is the perfect color for your kitchen.
FROM OUR READERS: Reclaiming Ourselves Through Nature
FROM OUR READERS: Owls Nesting in Our Yard
One evening in mid-May, two friends and I were sitting on our front porch (with masks and social distancing) after an evening hike. Their musicians’ ears heard owls! The next day I started looking for them at dawn and dusk. Then, in the middle of the following day I saw a head sticking out of the old nesting box I had built for an acorn woodpecker which my husband, Marc, and I rescued from a downed tree six years ago.
FROM OUR READERS: The Fledgling
The grayish brownish thing I discovered underneath the salvia in the backyard garden made me hold my breath for weeks.
I discovered this hidden thing about four years ago around the end of April. A jerky movement at the top terrace caught my eye. Squatting down sumo-style, I gingerly lifted the leaves. All right, what are you? I was face-to-beak with a baby bird. The bird froze and I immediately let go of the leaves.
Oh great. Just great.
Winging It: Discovering The Caribbean Birding Trail, Part II: Dominica—The Rare Parrots' Paradise
Birds of the Season – June 2020
By any standard, this spring has been an unexpected and unprecedented one. It would seem impossible to write this column without mention of the coronavirus pandemic. While birders have been fortunate to be able to continue their pursuits less affected than many others, this birding season has been overshadowed by world events.
Attu Island — What is There? Where is It?
Any serious birder has certainly heard of Attu Island and dreamed of the exotic vagrant and expected birds found on the westernmost islands in the Aleutian chain of Alaska—i.e. North America. Unfortunately, few have had the opportunity to visit that isolated land to experience its unique avian presence. I was able to book a week's trip there in January 2–10, 1990.
Western Tanager, Vol. 86 No. 5, May-June 2020
INSIDE THIS ISSUE
LA AUDUBON’S MONTHLY PROGRAMS GO ONLINE
JUNE ANNUAL MEMBERS MEETING, Details to be announced soon
BIRDS OF THE SEASON — APRIL 2020, By Jon Fisher
OUTDOOR EDUCATION — What's Going On? (with LAAS Programs at Ballona and Kenneth Hahn since LAUSD field trips are cancelled)
INTERPRETING NATURE — The Baldwin Hills Greenhouse Program leaps into the Age of Online Learning
YOUNG BIRDERS: A Birder's Paradise: The Atlantic and Pacific Slopes of Oaxaca, Mexico
TELL US YOUR NATURE STORY — Letter from the Editors
FROM OUR READERS — New column with writings submitted by our readers of the Western Tanager newsletter.
Attu Island — What is There? Where is It? | By Irwin Woldman
Los Angeles: The Place to Pursue Your Dream (of Birding) | By Teresa L. Thome
Lock-Down Yard-Birding | By Andy Birch
Red-whiskered Bulbul Sighting in South Pasadena | By Mary Ann Lower
The Lagoon | By Suu Zhou
What Birds Help Us See | By Melissa Fitzpatrick Haylock
Post Grief Birding | By Janine Soucie Kelley
Dove Diary | Dorothy Steinicke
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