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Breathtaking sight as we approach where the colony once was and spot six Great Egrets in several pines a few yards from the old Monterey pine tree. Hardly drawing attention to themselves, they have built their new nests.
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Birding in Baja: two sorts of tails
When I first heard about the Golden Gate Bird Alliance trip to Southern Baja, I was tempted by the variety it offered—not only in the different sorts of habitat we’d be visiting there, but in the variety of bird species that would be present, and the opportunity to see California Gray Whales at their breeding grounds. Birds and whales—what could be better? -
From digital games to shoreline clean-ups
I got involved with Golden Gate Bird Alliance after moving to Ocean Beach and becoming enchanted with shorebirds, when I realized, “My God, I have been so alienated from nature that I have never before noticed birds! -
What the fox says
Of the dozen times I have seen gray fox, this was the first time I ever heard them make a sound. I now know that not only do gray fox growl, they yap, bark, and make a screaming sound that carries a long distance. -
Shakespeare’s Birds Walk & Talk
By Mary Ann Koory
In 2010, Linda Swanson, I, and friends attended a thrilling CalShakes production of Macbeth in Orinda. As we took our seats, twilight filling the bowl of the Bruns Amphitheater, Linda said, “Did you hear that?” As a non-birder I am used to Linda noticing the presence of birds no matter where we are. Perhaps your friends have remarked on the same thing about you. It’s as if there is another world co-existing with our ordinary, urban world, one that we non-birders are only intermittently aware. I looked up from setting out cheese and crackers and listened. A Great Horned Owl hooted.
Great Horned Owl by Doug Mosher
In about 15 minutes, Lady Macbeth would pace across the stage, waiting for her husband to say that he had stabbed King Duncan. As she waits, she hears a noise – but it’s not Macbeth. “Hark! Peace!/It was the owl that shriek’d, the fatal bellman . . .” (2.2.3-4) she says to herself. The sound of the owl reminds Lady Macbeth of the bell that rang in Renaissance towns to announce a death. She, waiting for news of a murder that violates social connections, hears the owl calling like the bell that signals a community to pause and mourn the loss of a neighbor.
Most of us have no idea what a “fatal bellman” is without a footnote. Over 400 years separate us from Shakespeare, the customs of rural England, and the commercial theaters of London. But when the actress spoke Shakespeare’s words, her voice, the sounds of a Great Horned Owl in the 21st-century Orinda twilight, the play-acted owl outside a castle in medieval Scotland, the “shriek” described by a 16th-century playwright for his rowdy city audiences, and the solemn tone of a church bell in Renaissance England all resonated together in the same moment.
Linda and I, both English teachers, were enchanted by the way the imaginary and the real owl connected us to Shakespeare and our world to Shakespeare’s natural world. Since then, Lesley and Bob Currier at Marin Shakespeare Company in San Rafael have given us the opportunity to explore connections between the metaphorical birds that appear in Shakespeare’s plays and the literal birds that appear here in California where his plays are performed. Since 2013, Linda has led a bird walk through the lovely Dominican University campus where Marin Shakespeare’s Forest Meadows Amphitheater is located, afterwards I, over dinner in the Amphitheater, talk about the birds that will appear in the Shakespeare production that follows.…
