As I watched a blue whale feeding in the film Oceans yesterday, it occurred to me that - as graceful and as wonderful as they are - if given the choice I prefer not to be a baleen whale. I’d much rather be one the odontoceti, the toothed whales. My top picks are the orca and striped dolphin.
Eddie Izzard has some pretty good marine mammal jokes.
Okay bluebird, we know that you’re really pretty and nice to look at and all that, but could you please quiet down that high-pitched, annoying screech of a “bird call” you make? Please?
House Sparrow Introduction
“Wherever this species occurs it is intimately associated with man, as its scientific name domesticus suggests. The entire North American population is descended from a few birds released in New York City’s Central Park in 1850. These birds found an unoccupied niche - the many towns and farms of the settled parts of the country - and quickly multiplied.” - From the National...
Just witnessed two house sparrows doing their part to propagate the species.
Are these bumble bees spying on me? They keep suddenly appearing, hovering in front of my window, making short pivots in place as if trying to get a better view into my office space. Who are they working for? Is this what industrial espionage looks like?
Nearly stepped on one of these guys during my run this morning along the Mill River, an Eastern Ribbon Snake. We startled each other. Then we both chilled out for a bit, warily eyeing each other making sure that we each stayed cool. Which we did.
And a huge welcome goes out to the neighborhood bumble bees who made their first appearance of the year today. Welcome back!