Profile view of three Canada Geese in flight. Large brown birds with long black necks and heads with white cheeks and chin straps.

On the Move: Canada Geese

Spring must be coming. The Canada geese are on the move. We’re out for the morning walk. Dave is distracted. He stands riveted—big floppy lab ears cocked, nose pointing to the south—he hears the season’s first gaggle of Canada geese (Branta canadensis) flying overhead. They may have been wintering south of here, and if so, […]

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A black and white striped Downy Woodpecker sits on a branch. Its small, sharp beak faces into the wind.

Sailing into the Wind

We put a new mix of seed in the bird feeder this week. It has more corn and peanuts in it than the last batch. This morning seeds are scattered on the ground beneath the feeder. Here’s a chipmunk stuffing his cheek pouches with it. He runs away toward his burrow, then comes back empty-cheeked […]

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Fat songbird, dark above, light below. Dark-eyed junco with round black eye stands in a patch of grass

Wintering in Iowa: Dark-Eyed Junco

She’s lying in my hand, still, but whole. A beautiful little creature, expired for no obvious reason. Her wings are folded; her feathers are exquisitely soft. Her half-ounce weighs nothing in my palm. Her little round, acorn-size head with its cone-shaped beak lies against my finger.  Her legs are like little twigs, thin and bare. […]

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Light-bellied songbird hangs head down, eyeyng a nearby bird feeder

A Tidy Housekeeper

Throughout the year, I’ve heard a distinctive bird call that sounds like a loud, nasal “yank” repeated several times in a row. This tells me that at least one pair of white-breasted nuthatches (Sitta carolinensis) live on Owl Acres year-round. They have mated for life, and have established a territory in the woods. We’ll hear […]

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Profile view of a wild turkey in full flight. Pinion feathers, about 25 on each wing, are marked with alternating white and brown bands Neck and head are stretched straight ahead and tail is fanned flat behind.

Turkey Day

One day while we were driving along a county road, a wild turkey shot out of the ditch just in time to collide with the mirror on the car. Needless to say, that was the turkey’s last flight. Instantly, it seemed, a buzzard dropped out of the sky to claim his thanksgiving dinner. Nature’s efficiency […]

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A flock of dozens of black, robin-size birds in flight against a blue autumn sky

A Plague of Visitors

It’s a sunny day in late October. There’s no breeze to speak of, and most of the leaves have fallen from the trees. A flock of several hundred black birds have landed in the trees in the woods on Owl Acres, and are chattering in a cacophony of sounds. They’re working on the bare twigs, […]

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