When it comes to species of birds that, upon seeing, it is all but impossible not to stop and gape in unrestrained, unapologetic astonishment, the birds of paradise are right near – if not actually at – the top of the list. Similarly, regarding fascinating avian behavior, few can best the bowerbirds in their feats of enticement through architectural and design skills.
While it’s not yet winter here in the northern hemisphere, Mother Nature is certainly beginning to offer a range of reminders that it is indeed coming. What leaves remain on the trees are turning from vivid reds and oranges to more subdued yellows and browns just prior to joining their fellows on the forest floor. Insects are becomming scarce. And the local bird populations are rearranging their respective species memberships.
I’m beginning to suspect that Stephen Rutt dislikes book reviewers.
Not so very long ago, I opened a parcel from Elliott & Thompson that contained a lovely copy of Mr. Rutt’s new “The Seafarers; a Journey Among Birds.” An examination of the history and ecological significance of seabirds in Britain, as well as something of a love letter to them and the remove lives they lead, it looked very much like just the sort of book that I would fancy.
I haven’t yet seen a copy of the new U.S. edition of Tim Dee’s highly acclaimed Landfill; Notes on Gull Watching and Trash Picking in the Anthropocene here at The Biggest Week in American Birding, but I certainly hope someone will have thought to bring in a few copies so that those in attandance will […]