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Six Lessons Learned On The Grass

Last Friday, while having my telescope set up at my daughter’s school, we saw what I believe to be a Falcon 9 upper stage venting excess fuel on its first orbit around after a Starlink launch from Florida. Tonight there was a very similar launch at a very similar time on a very similar mission, so about 80 minutes after the launch I sat out on my front yard with a camera for a while just in case it happened again. It didn’t. But there were still six lessons I learned.

  1. With the multiple flood lights set up by the new neighbor across the street, it’s tough to see anything more dim than a 737’s landing lights going into Burbank. DAMN! In the search for the Forever Home in the High Desert, I’ll have to keep that in mind.
  2. When it’s quiet, you can hear the train whistles from the Santa Susanna Pass, about two miles away as the crow flies. Funny, I would have guessed it was closer to ten miles, but Google Earth says otherwise.
  3. The rabbits out on the front lawn freak out when I go and sit down on the grass – that’s their grass and there was a lot of leporine side eye going on. I didn’t know I needed an invitation.
  4. In addition to the trains, there were repeated calls from what I’ve always referred to as a “night hawk” or “screech owl.” Turns out the latter guess was closer – what I’m hearing is the screech of a barn owl. Given the Great Horned Owls we hear almost every night, I guess I’m not surprised to hear another kind of owl around as well. But I’ve never, ever seen one, I just hear them once or twice a night, and several times tonight.
  5. The rabbits would be a lot healthier if they spent less time giving me the stinkeye and more time watching out for those barn owls.
  6. The sprinklers turn on at 8:00. With little or no warning. Good thing I’m wash & wear, even at my advanced age.

The Forever Home definitely needs to have dark skies, trains, owls and hawks, and probably rabbits. Although I suspect in that environment (and sort of here as well) the coyotes will be more of an issue for the rabbits than the owls and hawks.

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There Are THREE Squirrels!

And a handful of birds. It was later in the day and most of the food had been eaten – when the day’s bounty is first cast out onto the lawn we can get the squirrel(s) plus 20-25 or more mourning doves, a dozen or two house finches, as many as 15 juncos if they’ve migrated in, plus towhees, mockingbirds, and whoever else happens to be in the area and wondering what the crowd’s all about.

For some reason my brain hears this phrase in Patrick Stewart’s voice as Jean Luc Picard in the “Chain Of Command” episode of “Star Trek: The Next Generation,” where at the end he’s screaming at the Cardassian, Madred, who has been torturing and drugging him, trying to break him and get him to admit to seeing five lights when there are actually only four.

IYKYK.

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Papa Bird

The male house finch that built Mama Finch’s nest has quite the bright plumage, even if he is a bit on the scruffy side.

More importantly, he’s taken to perching on the Really Excellent Stick that I have propped up nearby.

From here he can keep an eye on the nest up above and behind me to the left from this view, as well as the hummingbird feeder above his head. This is also a favorite perch of Little Bastard, from which he can guard “his” feeder and ignore the finches.

It’s a Really Excellent Stick!

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Mama Bird

Most years we’ve been in this house we’ve had nests out on the porch, usually house finches, sometimes mourning doves and hummingbirds. This year is no different.

Today however I noticed a bird staying in the nest even when I came outside (this is right above the sliding glass door) when in the past they’ve flown off instantly, so I’m guessing there are eggs in the nest now.

Mama Bird is on watch. I sat down nearby and the male immediately came over and perched on the rain gutter next to the nest. I’m guessing any attempt to get closer would have been met with an attempted eye gouging. I saw what happened to Tippi Hedron & Rod Taylor – I kept my distance.

 

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Random Old Photos – May 26th

“Old” is relative here – on the one hand, this wasn’t from today or this week or even this month. On the other hand, it wasn’t from years and years ago either.

Taken from the beach at Boca Chica in early April when I was there a couple days before the total solar eclipse in Texas. I do love the formation flying of a flock of brown pelicans, just cruising down the beach on the sea breeze, about 50 feet AGL.

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All Night Long

Here it is, your standard issue, dimestore model male Northern Mockingbird, found year-around almost anywhere in North America except for the very most northern tier of states, Washington to Minnesota.

That jaunty tail, the grey stripes, the flash of white under the wings when it’s in flight… Common and unmistakable.

But most recognizeable of all is its song(s). They have a standard repertoire which is easily recognizeable, but they’re also incredible mimics and can learn to imitate everything from the local stray cats to car alarms.

And the males almost never shut up.

I’ve almost always loved hearing them and they’ve never before bothered me at night, even though they drove my first wife crazy. But now, there’s one in particular that sits outside of our bedroom all freakin’ night long EVERY NIGHT and goes on and on and on and on… This means it’s probably a young male trying to find a mate,  and I can understand the desire. But at this point I wonder what I can do to help move the process along.

Can I hire a mockingbird matchmaker? Can I hire a mockingbird prostitute? I’m open to options!

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Coco

She hates me. It’s her nature.

Coco is a tiny dog, some sort of mutt with a lot of poodle or terrier if I had to guess. She belongs to our neighbors on the north side and Coco’s job is to defend our wonderful, kind, friendly neighbors from all sorts of evil terrors. ***I*** am the evil terror, just in case I was being too subtle.

There’s a 6′ chain link fence between our yards, covered in vines (I’m sure you can catch glimpses of it in any one of hundreds of photos from the past six years) so I don’t see Coco well and she doesn’t see me, but that doesn’t matter. She’s sound activated. Any sound from me and she is sounding the alarm.

Me taking the trash out is the absolute bane of her existence. The trash barrel is over along that fence and when I open the lid on the trash can or recycling bin it often bangs into the fence and rattles it. She’s often barking at me long before I get there, set off by my footsteps, but the sound of the trash bin being opened and closed is like throwing gasoline on a fire.

Even when I just go out to walk around the yard and stretch my legs, it’s anathama to Coco. This aggression will not stand. man!

I hear my neighbors trying to shush Coco, but she will not be silenced. She has a job to do and she’s going to do it!

I do not taunt her, ever. I don’t call her name. I don’t stand on my side of the fence and bark back at her. I don’t scream, “COME AT ME, COCO! GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHOT! LEAP THAT FENCE, COME OVER HERE AND GO FOR MY THROAT! TAKE ME DOWN AND PROVE YOUR DOMINANCE! SHOW ME WHO’S THE ALPHA CRITTER!!!” I don’t do any of that. I think about it… But I’ve been good.

So I understand my role, my part in this particular drama. I go outside, quietly, often with trash, minding my own business, and Coco goes berserk to make sure everyone knows I’m outside in the yard without supervision, footloose and fancy free, an obvious threat to the future of Western Civilization.

What kills me are the squirrels. We’ve got many of them (plus all of those birds!) and I’ve never once in six years heard Coco barking at the squirrels. Those little rat bastards scamper all over the yard and up one side of the tree and back down the other, along the top of the fence, in and out of all of the vines, and Coco ignores them completely. Isn’t THAT the EXACT sort of thing that terriers were originally bred for? Not for Coco, whose noble ancestors might be spinning in their graves at what their proud lineage has become. But god forbid that I should go out in my own yard with a camera to take pictures of a hawk.

A hawk…

Gee, it would be a pity if our juvenile red-shouldered hawk got a bit bigger and stronger and more capable and saw Coco as prey. Poor, poor, edible little Coco.

Time to start training and befriending hawks!

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Fine Feathered Friends (May 16th)

After seeing the woodpecker earlier and then getting distracted by the sleeping owl, there was another notable visitor at sunset, when I went out looking for the owl again.

Our resident young red-shouldered hawk was sitting just about 20 feet off the end of the back yared, eating something.

Given the feathers hanging from its beak, I’m guessing there was a mourning dove or some other bird that was today’s prey.

Yeah, I got the hairy eyeball after the first couple dozen photos. It’s a gorgeous bird.

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Fine Feathered Friends (May 14th)

Yesterday, before I got distracted by the unknown object (sleeping great horned owl) up in the top of the pine tree down the block, what had I seen just off the end of our yard that had caused me to drop everything, grab the camera, and hustle across the yard to get some closeups?

This gal!

The Cornell University Merlin app can’t quite decide if it’s a female Nuttall’s Woodpecker or a female Ladder-backed Woodpecker…

…but I think it’s more likely a Nuttall’s Woodpecker. If you click on the pictures to blow them up to full sized, you’ll see a tiny patch of yellow by her beak, which isn’t mentioned as an identifying mark but which can be seen in Merlin’s pictures of other Nuttall’s Woodpeckers, but not in any of their pictures of Ladder-backed Woodpeckers.

I know it’s a female because males of both species have red heads, while females are just black and white.

Either way, it was a bad day to be a bug or a termite on that pine tree. Feast away!

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Up In The Tree Tops

It was early afternoon (13:30) and out of the kitchen window I had spotted a rare feathered friend visitor (pictures later). I grabbed the camera and hustled on out, but when the bird I was photographing spooked and bugged out, I started looking around.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay up high in one of the pine trees on the hilside below our yard there was a large brown object that I had never seen before.

Brown, some stripes and details, about the size of a backpack. My first thought was that it might be a hornet’s nest or something like that.

It was still there an hour later, and an hour after that. When I finally remembered to grab my binoculars and go out to get a closer look about 18:00, it was gone.

Looking at the couple of pictures that I got, the ears give it away. This would be a sleeping great horned owl.

We hear them almost every night, and I’ve seen a couple close up during the day, but this is the first time I’ve seen one all tucked in to sleep during the daytime.

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