Has anyone else seen these birds in NYC? Seems to be an American Woodcock...I’ve never seen them before and, strangely, I’ve seen two today. One was dead and this one is alive but doesn’t seem okay. ???
Challenge accepted! Thank you to these awesome women in my life for the invitation! @kassieevy@marisaacocella@jessicajbrowne I wanted to post a photo of Rell Sunn but wasn’t sure about how to do that without copyright infringement. So a shout out to the Queen of Makaha—my inspiration @rellsunneducational
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Honored to be featured in Queer Majority (link in bio) and accompanied by this beautiful original art by @aithalkarthik . #suckatsomethingnew #suckatsomething
On May 3, a pair of House Finches scouted our bedroom window sill as a site for their nest. On May 4, they began construction with a few twigs placed on the cross-section of the window joint. With more twigs, grass, herbs, and pieces of fabric, they constructed a beautiful round nest about six inches in diameter and anchored through the window screen for protection. They built the nest on the ocean side of the house, where the wind was strongest, but it sat securely even through the 40mph gusts of the coming days. The nest was completed on May 8. It took only four days to build. On May 9, she laid her first egg and another on each of the following four days. By May 13, she had five pale blue eggs clustered in the nest bed and she began to sit. Incubation is 12-14 days for House Finches, so we eagerly awaited this coming week when we expected to see the baby birds and the care and feeding that would follow. On May 22, a crow violated the nest and took four of the five eggs. The nest stayed settled in the window joint--if precariously--and with one egg left, the female still sat. On May 23, the nest fell to the ground and the last egg was smashed. We have no proof of crow interference for this final insult, but we have our suspicions. (Yes, Crows are awesome too but this is a story about Finches!) Our window sill is now empty. Twenty days of wonder, ended by nature’s sometimes brutal cycle. Thanks, all, for going on this journey with us.
Nature is brutal. This morning the nest was overturned and only one egg remains. Proof of an invasion by what was left on the ground beneath the window. Heartbroken.
