Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Audubon heaven, baby
Right outside my window I see hummingbirds flying about the landlady's garden. The hummingbird is so ubiquitous that she bought me a themed mailbox when I moved in. I see them everywhere I go...one trailed me closely as I walked home for lunch one day. Could it have been the Hawaiian shirt I was wearing? The grand flowers on it were pretty darned attractive. It might have been that the bird just had an appreciation for good fabric art!
This morning on the way to work I heard the cooing of doves. I see birds I haven't seen in years here. The doves take me back to my childhood, to visits to my grandparents place in L.A. I would wake in the morning to the sound of those birds outside the window, which matched the beat and cadence of traffic lightly hissing along on Pico. The background beat of early 60's Mexican radio, the patter of Spanish being bantered about in the kitchen, the soft click and clack of dishes, plates and coffee cups close by made those doves an important aural imprint.
Years ago when we met you asked me if I knew about birds or had any favorites. I had been gone so long from the Southland that I forgot about those doves, about the hummingbirds the graced my mom's fushia plants back on Wisteria. I knew about the gulls, had an idea about spotted owls from my Oregon days, could tell a woodpecker from a sparrow but hey, not much else. Never really seemed to find the time or the inclination to label or identify those fowl feathered friends.
You changed that, kiddo. I went from a handful to a full out library's worth of recognition. Got to Portland to see the "bird show". Took in Audubon meetings. Bought the guides. The feeders. Brought it all into my life, colored it beautifully. I'm a happier man for it.
These days I look about me, know that I should break out my Sibley's as I see so many birds that are new to me, that are passing through. My eyes are open. I just need a guidebook.
Thanks for giving me that gift of birdlike flight. My imagination soars, my heart does, too.
Your WHMB
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