Tuesday, April 29, 2008

About Time, Too

It's about time I started this blog. I gave it a name more than a year ago, but was afraid to make the commitment a blog entails.  But fear of making the wrong commitment has been a theme with me for lo, these many years, so why should I let that get in the way?  Ya gotta start somewhere, so here is as good as any place. Sporadic may just be the name of my posting game.  So sue me. (Figuratively, that is.) 

The local bird population is booming, now that some of the spring migrants have arrived. A White-eyed Vireo's been perchicka-wee-oo-ing across the road off and on for about a week. The same dark-vested adult male Ruby-throated Hummingbird's been working the window-mounted feeders since Sunday, keeping a close watch on my cats as they recharge their solar batteries on the bay windowsill.  That same day, I also had my first-of-year Catbird, but I haven't seen or heard one since. When I got home from my annual dermatologist visit Tuesday, a male Indigo Bunting was perched on the arm of the deck-mounted tube feeder, from which a Blue Jay was giving it the fish-eye while chowing down on Deluxe mix.  Late in the day, a new voice cut through the drink-your-teeeeea song of the Towhee: a Wood Thrush, whose song most people describe as " ee-o-lay," although my friend Patty hears it differently. Every year, she calls me to report the return of the Tweedle-dee-boing.  

9 comments:

T.R. said...

Your off to a great start! What part of the country do you live?

Catbird said...

Thanks, t.r.! Coming from you, that means a lot. Right now, I'm in the "scrawling with charcoal on the cave wall" phase, but hope the acquisition of a digital camera will allow me to introduce a little red ocher to the picture.

I live in Southeastern Pennsylvania, about an hour southwest of Philly, where I do the bulk of my work.

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Murr Brewster said...

I'm liking this. I don't know many bird songs and can't match them to names, but I recognized every one you wrote down, including the tweedle-dee-boing. And here I sit with nothing around me but rrrawk! rrrawk! rrrawk! I need to get a better class of bird.

Murr Brewster said...

Oh and I forgot to mention. I didn't think I'd be able to keep up a blog, and in no time I had a twice-a-week thing going with an extra dozen posts stashed away for security. "They" say you need to do three times a week minimum to keep people's attention--fooey! Anyway, starting is the hardest part, and this is good.

Murr Brewster said...

No, no, I just noticed the dates of these posts! More! I want more!

Catbird said...

Thanks, Murr! Guess it's time I bought that digital camera doohickey.

Mary said...

Catbird, why did you stop writing here? You have so much to give. Gee, I hope you get this message as it's been a while since you posted.

Thank you for visiting me today. I'm always curious to know if anyone appreciates what I view as important, or irrational ;-).

Your wonderful comment is appreciated. You live your life the way I'd like to live mine. I'm working on it.

You're in SE PA, I have family there and spent my first 47 years in Maryland, right around the corner!

Happy New Year,

Namaste,
Mary