A Bobolink’s Story

Proverbs 24:
1 Be not thou envious against evil men, neither desire to be with them.
2 For their heart studieth destruction, and their lips talk of mischief.


Birds do not think like humans.  I know that. But when I saw this voiceless beauty, I had to think…

“I just returned from weeks of roaming.  This is the place where I raised a family the last two summers.  This year I went elsewhere. Why did I have to look for greener pastures?

I came back this spring, all ready to find a mate or two and have some children, but noticed some changes. Part of my land was cut down, some trees were a little larger. That curly dock and thistle is really getting out of hand.

I left.

I went down yonder where the tall grasses were blowing. A perfect place without many little two-leggeds roaming about with their course, spontaneous songs.  Such loud unseemly bursts of noise hurt my ears.  At times, there were loud things connected to the two-leggeds. They did not often come too close, but they left destruction in their path, cutting down those grasses and plants we like to hide and feed in.  I wanted to raise my family in peace.

I found a lovely dear who was very impressed with my song and flight.  Not only one, but three wives to give me a large family.  I have my favorite and it is her young that I help most with the feeding.  Oh, don’t give me that look… this is how I was made;  it’s what I do.  You enjoy the song God gave us, right?

Soon the eggs were going to hatch, and I expected to be quite busy for a while.   I hear a strange noise, but I ignored it, figuring it would stay out of my territory like at the other place. I continued guarding the ladies.  Or tried, I had never heard anything quite like this and oddly, this noise was getting louder.

OH! It’s coming here!  Right in my territory!  It barrels right in!  Just in time the ladies flee, but the eggs, the nests…  they must remain.   How could this be?!

I found a metal post and sat there alone, mourning all my unseen children.  Another beast follows throwing the grasses and nests around a bit.

I didn’t go far, staying here overnight.  Another roaring beast comes the next morning, but I didn’t have the heart to move.  What more can these beasts do?  I shortly found out.   All those grasses are swallowed by the beast and spit out as huge rolls.   Why must all these grasses, nests and eggs be tightly wound up?

Eventually, these rolls were taken away.  To where, I don’t know.  The grasses are beginning to grow again, but what is the point now? This might happen again and really, it’s too late to start another family.

My ladies left to parts unknown.  Now I just wander, eating what I can until the South calls again.  I’ll see my pals there.  I look forward to that, one in particular.  He will understand.  His story is different, but still an ending of loss.

He found a nice quiet spot, fairly close to a creek.  He enjoyed harmonizing with the flowing water.  His ladies built their nests and most of the eggs hatched.  The children’s feathers came in, but they could not yet fly.  When they were so close to taking wing, big black four-leggeds came over and started munching the grass.  Their heavy feet tromped here and there without a thought and some of the young were crushed.  Others were able to scamper around avoiding the footfalls.

Those little ones no longer remember the horror and are now having their own families.  Some experience what their father and I did, but have no idea what to do about it.  What protection do our eggs and little nestlings have?  I do not have the strength to turn those things away.

Our friend, the Killdeer, always tries that silly broken-wing fit of his; it does nothing but tires him out.  The eggs are still smashed.  The Meadowlarks, Horned Larks, Grasshopper Sparrows…  they have similar stories.

Today, I decided to come back to this less than perfect place.  The area cut down was not so large even though it seemed huge this spring.  I overheard them talking about it.  They are trying to replace what has been lost.  It is not as easy as they thought and will attempt a little fire later on to see if this won’t help.  Those trees, yes, they are a little larger, but there are no more.  In fact, I noticed one of the two-leggeds cutting down some stray trees.

I should come back next year and not think too much about what might have been.”

The End.

I wrote this because it is possible not many know the cost for the birds and other wildlife just to get beef on our tables.  People eat the beef… the cattle eat this grass.    Hay is best gathered during nesting season so the farmer’s get the most nutrients for their herds.   I prefer grass-fed beef (link goes to where we got our latest batch) from cattle allowed to roam rather than the cows from feedlots that are fed who knows what.  There are no easy answers.  I wish there were.

I focused on the beef industry today, but energy in the form of wind farms also cause loss to birds and wildlife. 

Just some stuff for you to think about when you pick up that package of ground beef, or are convinced to buy a product because they boast of using wind power.   I cannot think of any energy we use that does not come with an environmental price.  Oil, wood, coal, natural gas, solarThe amount “needed” is continually rising.  Can these things be harvested in such a way to lessen the harmful impacts? 

God created the resources; He knew man would discover how to use them.   Yet He created beauty and wonderment in the form of plants and animals.  I cannot see that He would want us to destroy them in the use of the resources.

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Bugs and Blooms

2 Peter 3:
3 Knowing this first, that there shall come in the last days scoffers, walking after their own lusts,
4 And saying, Where is the promise of his coming? for since the fathers fell asleep, all things continue as they were from the beginning of the creation.
5 For this they willingly are ignorant of, that by the word of God the heavens were of old, and the earth standing out of the water and in the water:

Our Cow Slobber finally bloomed and along came the pollinators.

Red-eyed flies (description, not their name) are attracted to our Swamp Milkweed.

Pretty, pretty Clematis but we’ve never seen it used by any pollinators.

No blooms in sight, but we have a handy-dandy bug catcher outside my kitchen window. It is a type of Orb Weaver that is into recycling. Every day, it will roll up and eat its old web before building a new one.

Last year we did not see many Monarch butterflies, but this year we have seen several around our yard. I checked our Swamp Milkweed a time or two, but didn’t see any caterpillars, so they might be using the Common Milkweed in the area.

It seems many people dislike bugs and will kill them before thinking of other solutions.  To a degree I can understand the whys (gardening, disease, etc), but God created the insects right along with the animals we consider beautiful.  They serve a purpose and are designed as intricately as anything else.

What confuses me, even beyond this, is the disdain and anger some people have toward birds that happen to eat the “wrong” bugs, like butterflies or praying mantises.  God has worked it out that those animals which are preyed on more heavily by other creatures tend to be more populous.  Ground birds often have larger broods than those of the trees.  Bugs lay many, many eggs to make up for the vast numbers that are eaten.   Sometimes things are turned around, praying mantises and spiders have eaten hummingbirds. We live in a fallen world, so I believe all of creation is in some way marred because of this.  We see and learn of things that are hard to take.

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Some Oddities

Good morning, y’all.  This is a live post to warn you that you may see some strange emails/posts in the next day or so.  WordPress has made some changes with regards to their script usage and this has hindered my ability to write posts.  I will be trying something different and during this time of testing, you may see some unusual posts at unusual times.

Last month, I scheduled ahead several posts, so those should be normal for awhile yet.

In bird news, we had not seen the Bluebirds at the box for a few days.  Even with the high-strung male Robin, they had plugged along.  Today, I discovered their troubles.  Wasps! :(  I opened the lid, but quickly dropped it.  The wasps are thick this year. They are trying to get into our siding and along the windows.  Papa will pick up an eco-friendly spray before he comes home.  But I guess it is not so friendly to the wasps.

One place we went birding actually had wasp houses, but they are built differently than a bird house and are clustered together out in the open.  I am not sure I’d ever want to monitor and maintain such a thing.  We may not like them, but they have their benefits in nature as much as any other thing God has created.   They are a pollinator,  an exterminator of some garden pests, and a food source themselves.
Instead of a Bible reference, here is a hymn that’s been in my head a little while.

1 Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within.

2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed?
To do the will of Jesus, this is rest.

3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round?
On Jesus’ bosom naught but calm is found.

5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown?
Jesus we know, and He is on the throne

7 It is enough: earth’s struggles soon shall cease,
And Jesus, call us to heaven’s perfect peace.

Categories: Creation, ponder

Why Did the Coots Cross the Road?

So we can laugh at them making the effort to climb up the hill after getting out of the water, walk across the road, fumble down the hill to get back into the water.  It would have been easier  if they swam under the bridge.

But maybe they got it into their heads to go through this effort because God knew how much I have longed to see this bird’s feet in person.  They are such an interesting design.  They are made to walk just fine on dry land, but those flaps of skin(?) enable them to paddle in the water as well as a duck.
Romans 1:
19 Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them.
20 For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:

Categories: bird facts, Creation

A Special “No Glass Between Me and Thee”

Genesis 2:
19 And out of the ground the Lord God formed every beast of the field, and every fowl of the air; and brought them unto Adam to see what he would call them: and whatsoever Adam called every living creature, that was the name thereof.

Long time readers of my posts may recognize the No Glass Between Me and Thee.  It is when I share photos of our feeder birds taken while I am outside without a window between us.  Here is a list of them- No Glass Between Me and Thee

This post may seem boring.  I have no photos, but I have an experience.

The sock feeders were getting very low and they could not wait until tomorrow morning.  The filling took longer because I had to fiddle with twist ties and a feeder held up by a zip-tie.  I’ve had to improvise to get more socks hung.

Two little faces were watching me from the open bird view window and exclaiming about the Nuthatch.  Then two Nuthatches.  While I am fiddling, I hear a run down of the feeders the birds were at.  And one even was about to go into my open bin of food.  It is filled with thistle seed, but I accidentally spilled in some nuts when trying to fill another feeder.

The boys wander off and I head to the double sock feeder.  I hear Jays in the main feeding area.  A Nuthatch lands on our woodpecker feeder.  After it leaves, I look and see that is nearly empty, so I pick out the stray peanuts to put in there.   I then quickly get the last socks filled and hung back up.

Just as I let go of the double feeder,  I hear a loud flutter of wings.  Gasp! A Redpoll lands right above me, maybe two feet.  It hopped to another branch, looks around.  I was stone still once she landed, but I then slowly backed away.  I was slow enough… the Redpoll flitted down to the feeder.  Then whoosh! a male lands with a chirp.  I about jump out of my skin, but my startle didn’t frighten the birds.  A third came, then a fourth.  The last was scared off by one of the females.   I was close enough to reach out and touch them.   Will one be so brave as to perch on me?

I hardly dare to think too loud and stood there I do not know how long… several minutes.  I could hear the crackle of the seeds as they are being broke open.  The birds seemed alert, always looking around between bites.  I hear other birds, but don’t turn around. AH! Out of the blue, something frightened the little birds and off they go!  The moment ends.


This got me thinking, wondering… Adam and Eve in the garden.  I can imagine they experienced things like this.  Birds of all sizes and colors would land around them, without a hint of fear.  Would the birds have perched on Eve’s finger if she held out her hand?   Think of all those fearsome beasts- lions, rhinos, , bears, wolves, dinosaurs…  Now, we flee if something “scary” came too close.

Sin changed everything.  Jesus Christ came to redeem us, but the damage to creation has been done.  I want to picture what life would be like if sin never took place, but I am sure I have no inkling, as I do not have a sinless brain.

2 Corinthians 5:

17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
18 And all things are of God, who hath reconciled us to himself by Jesus Christ, and hath given to us the ministry of reconciliation;

Categories: Creation

I’m Stumped

James 2:
15 If a brother or sister be naked, and destitute of daily food,
16 And one of you say unto them, Depart in peace, be ye warmed and filled; notwithstanding ye give them not those things which are needful to the body; what doth it profit?
17 Even so faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.

I’m so little and it’s so cold.

Our children are past (passed?)  that stage where we photograph every moment and share every adorable thing that pops out of their mouths.  But they still can say things that surprise me and make me laugh.

I was looking at the birds hopping around on the front porch.  That wind from the west was terribly fierce.  Few birds were in the feeding area,  but were found dining in the lee  side of the house.  I saw two little Chickadees on the porch and mentioned this to one of the children. For some reason, this caused some curiosity juices to start flowing.

“How do the males know which ones are females?”

“Uuh… I don’t know, but obviously they do as there are Chickadees all over.”

That was a lame answer, so wanted to learn more.

For one thing, I learned it is the males who sing “Fee bee”.  They will start singing before the snow melts to claim territory. (Ah, so that explains why the two Chickadees came lickety split when I whistled.)  As part of their courtship, females will beg for food which prospective males will bring to her, either seeds or bugs.  Have you ever seen the recently- fledged beg for food?  They lower their heads, bills wide open and flutter their wings to gain their parents attention.

That didn’t really answer the question.  Trying different searches I could not find the answer, but you know what?  It dawned on me!  :idea:   God created the birds and other animals with instincts to survive.  For the birds, they know what to eat, where to nest, when to migrate, how to take care of their feathers…  I believe God gave them the sense to know the difference between males and females of their own species.  He gave humans a few clues for some birds with the genders looking different in some way; colouring, and size.  But in others, it remains a mystery, unless you can examine the birds.

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