Friday, January 09, 2015

Colder than an ex-wife’s current husband out there today. Although warmer than yesterday.

Which brings up the bit about birds. I’m not a counter – one of those hearty souls that volunteer to do such things as the following:

No bird species uncommon for this area showed up for the Dec. 14, 2014, Christmas bird count around Winfield.

Max Thompson, professor emeritus of biology at Southwestern College and author of several books on birds, said observers saw 96 species of birds within the count area. Just over 24,000 individual birds were counted, according to a copy of the bird count report.

Species with the highest numbers counted included European starlings, with 5,561; mallards, with 3,413; and red-winged blackbirds, with 2,221.

Species counted only once included an eastern screech owl, a sharp-shinned hawk and an orange-crowned warbler.

Counters also observed 12 bald eagles; 11 were adults and one was immature. Thompson said this is a typical number of bald eagles counted.

http://www.chanute.com/news/article_6f9ab980-97a7-11e4-9e63-1fdf2dc48b52.html

I do, however, have a passing interest in the critters and look foreward each year to the results. I gave up on the annual frog count when they reported three years in a row that the frogs were disappearing. You know how that goes, if the frog’s go the insects don’t and I’m not too sure climate change and pesticides were totally responsible.

 

I mean, there’s more people about now and they need to be educated and educating people seems to mean cutting up frogs; and well, someone has to catch and kill the frogs the schools make mess with.

Really.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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