We are bird-sitting this week and noticing a lot of bird stuff. I am watching a show called Ghost Town Terror on Trvl channel. The show investigates haunted houses that have dead birds trapped inside.
Then I’m driving around playing my latest greatest Grateful Dead mix on Spotify and it smart shuffles a song called Bird In A House by Railroad Earth. Now this got my attention! I mean, this is not a common theme for a song, right?
When I arrive at my craniosacral session today, there are a pair of quail with five little babies just inside the gate.
I get to Iko’s house and on the front walkway is a huge brown pile of bird poop. There was so much, it had splattered onto the side of the house! I tell Iko to look and she says that was not there ten minutes ago! Whatever bird was leaving from or landing on the house, they must’ve left that just for me. How nice.
As I pull out of the driveway at the end of my session, the quail family is making its way through the yard.
Busy season is over and I’m enjoying backyard bird watching again. A towhee came running down the wall, chased by another, as always. (Eating the mantis aka my spiritual advisor gave em a good power up.)
The starlings are roosting in the saguaro. Their babies chirp as the sun sets.
A woodpecker drops in on the palm tree, just under another starling in it’s nest. Treetop neighbors.
This morning on the porch, the same Aberts towhee, looking plump and healthy, came chirping on the fence once again.
Well hello. I guess you’re my new friend. Might as well embrace the new lead character of our backyard, as we move up the food chain from the precious mantis to the predator who transmuted it into her bird energy.
Towhee IS the mantis! It’s a small change with a huge impact.
She chirped to the ground for a drink from the saucer, chirping as she went. The cats just watched from across the yard. She chirp-hopped back up on the fence and was gone the same way she came.
There were two woodpeckers on the palm tree, two mockingbirds scuffling in the ocotillo, two quail digging in the dirt.
Tertiary mantis theory: it went to the lemon tree for some lacewings and in doing so, perhaps, our original hero made it yonder down the food chain and not hither into the mouth of a bird.
Last night I saw a flash of light through my eyelids. What could it be? I got up and watched out the window. Thunder softly rolled. It sounded like hail as huge drops of rain started smacking the ground. Heat is returning to the valley. Temps are going to be in the 90s for the next month. At least it is still in the 60s at night.
Woodpecker has been in the saguaro all day. Two pair of quail shuffled through the yard this morning. We ran the sprinklers and a curve billed thrasher stopped by for a bath on the rocks where we are building a new border!
Thrasher sat atop the rock pile and rubbed itself on the wet rocks to work the water through it’s feathers. It popped onto the fence to preen then onto the ocotillo for additional preening.
There are lots of birds on our block: curve billed thrashers galore, mockingbird, hummingbirds and a handful of starlings. Mostly they nest in the palm and saguaro next door.
When mockingbird is singing atop the palm tree, we hear it all through our house.
Hummingbird perches on the ocotillo and visits our aloe blossoms daily. Their nest is below the crown of the palm tree and they land on the dried seed shoots that hang from it.
Today the landscapers came and skinned the palm tree. I am so sad to think of the birds being homeless now!
I went to a friend’s house to play tennis. There were mockingbirds singing in the trees and a hummingbird perched atop the tree behind me. It gave me a new perspective on my local bird cohabitants. Instead of the individual, I connect with the universal mockingbird energy. I know they are all over the valley, busy with the task of surviving and thriving.
My neighbor birds are rebuilding a new, secure and cozy nest nearby. They are rebalancing with ease because they are resilient! I took all the clumps of my hair from the shower and placed them in the backyard. My offering of building supplies for their new endeavors. Sending them my love!
Today there are finches in the palm tree bark and a woodpecker on the crown. I see mockingbird go whooshing between houses. Hummingbird is on another bush a little ways off. They are adjusting to change beautifully. I hope I can do the same.