Birder's Lament

With the river finally free
the birders in their migration
collect along the shore
lost loves and memories
as not a duck is to be seen

not knowing better it would seem
that spring is missing something



MISSING:

     Hooded Mergansers
     Common mergansers
     Red-Breasted Mergansers
     Buffleheads 
     Common Goldeneyes
     Barrow's Goldeneyes
     Ringneck Ducks
     Blue Winged Teals
     Northern Shovelers
     American Black Ducks
     Wood Ducks
     Pied Billed Grebes...


Please call if seen






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Talbot Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 10:29 AM
Haven't been out much this year, not for pleasure, but always the observant one! The river, (in flood at the moment), naked. Fowl could be seeking refuge in the park lake, if I get a chance I will be checking that out soon, I hope... Mick
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 1:25 PM
Fingers crossed for you xo
Ellison Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 9:25 AM
Are you SERIOUS or just joshing us!!! Never heard of most of the... guess that's why! BUMMER!!! Lovsies, Happy Jack (but a little less so!) xxx
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 10:12 AM
Alas, I'm serious :( I started birding in the park with my first dog, with the river blasted open to prevent flooding I'd see a hundred Goldeneyes in migration, these days, one or two if I'm lucky. That's in less than twenty years. <3
Smith Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 6:58 AM
I've been throwing out seed for them and saw my first blue jay yesterday. Hopefully it's just a slow return.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 7:33 AM
I wish I didn't know better. Well, that's not altogether true. Bearing witness has to mean something. Heh, to a poet at least. <3
Cunningham Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 11:09 PM
Such a shame to see a decline in any wildlife, man must bear some responsibility for it though. First the land now the oceans are suffering. Tom.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 11, 2018 at 6:52 AM
I remember that short lived chime, the solution to pollution is dilution. And now we're hitting supersaturation. There is much shame involved with being human. xomo
Krampe Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 7:25 PM
I am not a birder, just enjoy seeing the birds I come across during my hikes. I am sad your birds are missing.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 9:34 PM
Thank you Agnes. What a thing to see in a lifetime. xomo
Bauer Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 4:33 PM
that is so sad, maureen! i'm not a birder but i do love to see and hear birds - even the raptors. it's a shame to hear that there's been such a decline. still lots of pigeons in the city, though!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 4:46 PM
I'm a hawk eyed pigeon fancier with love love love for the raptors! Some hawk and falcon species are doing well adapting to city life complements of the introduced sparrows, starlings and those lovely doves <3 (my dream would be a flock of homing pigeons and a falcon) Squab anyone? ;)
Allison Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 3:47 PM
absolutely heartbreaking to see the decline in the bird population, i also see fewer butterflies and bees and only one wasp last year (not that I'm complaining) hugs Jan xx
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 3:55 PM
Yes. And yes. I have a milkweed patch for the Monarchs and I'm lucky if I see one in a season. There used to be so so many :( <3
Pandit Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 3:36 PM
A long list of missing..hope they will see you soon! Clever!!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
April 10, 2018 at 3:45 PM
I have seen all of these on the river near my home, some in great numbers years ago. The river is devoid of ducks this year, I've been observing the decline of all migratory birds. It is heartbreaking. Thank you dear :) xomo!
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