[EBB Sightings] Duuuuude, where's my Indian Summer?

[EBB Sightings] Duuuuude, where's my Indian Summer?

Debbie Viess
Sun Sep 25 11:58:07 PDT 2005
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    Sure seems to me that we are going to have an early winter, what with
    our continuing cold temperatures and early rain. Another harbinger of
    winter, I saw my first Winter Wren of the season Friday, at Huckleberry
    Preserve.  He/she scolded me for walking along "his" path, then jumped
    out so that I could get a good look at him: the unremarkable plumage,
    small size and stubby erect tail all proclaimed it to be a Winter. As I
    watched it in one of the Bay Laurel-choked side canyons along the lower
    trail (one that I have given the name Raven's Wood, another story for
    another time), my eye was caught by a bit of sunlight-delimited motion
    in the gloom.  Sailing up the faint wind current of the canyon was what
    I believed to be a leaf. As its motion became more deliberate, I thought
    that maybe it was an insect. Once fixed in my Swarovskis, however, I saw
    that it was a large, feathery seed, like dandelion fluff on steroids. As
    it sparkled its way up the canyon air currents, I observed the fluff
    actually swim through the air, its "arms" acting like the cilia of a
    paramecium swimming through water. It was the mundane made marvelous. As
    I continued through the side-canyon, I saw another winter wren, or
    perhaps the same one in a slightly new location. This bird, also
    illuminated by a bit of light, showed off the handsome striping along
    the edge of its wing; for a winter wren, this is about as good as it
    gets.  At one point further along the trail, I glanced across canyon to
    Sibley, and noticed a pale snag with an even paler shape at the top of
    one of its branches. It was a White-tailed Kite, the first that I had
    ever seen in the canyon, although perhaps they are as common as dirt
    over at Sibley, where I rarely walk. 
    
    I also walked along the Huckleberry trail with the California Native
    Plant Society this week, and they were remarking upon how it didn't seem
    to be a very good acorn year (they were seed gathering for a native
    plant nursery).  And yet, every jay that I saw (and I was delighted to
    see them after my WNV concerns) had a fat acorn in its bill. Perhaps
    CNPS should join forces with the local animal foragers, although if
    indeed it is a bad year for acorns, competition will be fierce. What
    with the birds, squirrels, deer and feral pigs all in competition for a
    scarce resource, CNPS doesn't have a chance.
    
    Debbie Viess
    Oakland
    
    
    
    


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