Citizen Scientists Impact Conservation

Some year I am going to think about Audubon’s Christmas Bird Count soon enough to join in. I know exactly where I will go, too. There’s a lake near me where birds are present in vast numbers this time of year. Counting them will be a challenge. This year is the 117th year for Audubon so I will jump in on the 118th next year. Continue reading “Citizen Scientists Impact Conservation”


Merry Little Birdies

Through the years, I have heard lots of talk about Red Rump parakeets. Everyone seemed to want a pair. My friend who had a parrot business was unhappy when her pair wouldn’t breed. I looked at the birds, pretty little things, but not exciting to me. What was the big deal? Continue reading “Merry Little Birdies”

Can’t Say No to Turacos

My first attempt at hand-feeding a red-crested turaco chick turned out fairly well. Sadly, of the two chicks I was given, one didn’t make it overnight. But the remaining one grew and thrived and is now happily matched to a female in hopes he might be a daddy soon. I loved his personality and curiosity, but living inside is bad for a turaco. Much as I hated to part with “Mort”, I loved knowing how happy he would be.

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Mort the adult turaco

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2017 Year End Conservation Outlook

You probably read this blog because you have an emotional attachment to birds, maybe particularly to parrots of one species or another. That’s one of the first steps toward engaging people in conservation efforts. When you care about the last Spix macaw in the wild, you’ll look into helping in any way you can. Likewise, you will be sensitive to legislation enacted for or against conservation. Continue reading “2017 Year End Conservation Outlook”

Thankful for My Flock

This is the last blog before Thanksgiving and I want to share with you how thankful I am for the birds with whom I share my days. Over the years as I became more involved in aviculture and my flock grew, I experienced amazing fun things, like a group of a dozen lovebirds flying over my head, some brave enough to land on me, in my living room. These birds also liked to ride on the ceiling fan. We never have it on when any of the birds are out, but these little clowns would land on the blades and flap their wings until it started to move, slowly. Continue reading “Thankful for My Flock”