Rolling Avian Issues Thread

i hear there are exemplary specimens in delaware

m8

they seem to have small bottoms

wading birds tend to be dolicocephalic, ectomorphic and micropygous

without looking up

big-headed, long-limbed, small-footed

ectomorphic is prob wrong

you don't know what she looks like?

http://i.imgur.com/8jIul8X.gif

i'd pleur that furrow! har de har har

oh as in callipygic

ffs micropodal wd be small footed

truly this is the thread of my classical education's undoing

also where i can make sub-snobes jokes

flocks of all feathers may roost herein

i hear there are exemplary specimens in delaware

― sarahell, Sunday, April 6, 2014 3:13 AM Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

you must not be hard of heron.

just saw an avian, a strigiform no less, with acephaly issues

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2606325/Emma-Stone-dazzles-second-time-one-night-changes-outfits-night-town-following-Berlin-premiere-The-Amazing-Spider-Man-2.html

just saw an avian, a strigiform no less, with acephaly issues

― Little Saint Hugh of Lincoln (nakhchivan), Wednesday, April 16, 2014 6:20 PM (2 days ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

this, at last, is the saddest thing

did its ladbroke grove looks turn you on?

cormorants?

that depends. when swimming they're essentially mundane grebes. when airdrying their wings they're magnificent. when flying purposefully down the thames they never fail to excite. catch them in either of the latter two aspects imo

Phalacrocoracidae!

^^^this literally means 'of the shaggy-fingered family' or somesuch, doesn't it

today i was about 10' away from a heron
just a small heron, maybe a bairn
so much dignity

http://dontdanceherdownboys.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/lush-promo_2b.jpg

birds of britpop - time for reevaluation

http://www.irishkop.com/forums/showthread.php?t=18313

Admittedly after she left them she got a bit too butch for my liking, but she was gorgeous in that "dont speak" video.

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Birds in Bands

Myself and the boyfriend were discussing this lately. Basically, I said that women become more attractive to the opposite sex when in a band when in fact they are only 'normally' good looking.
He made the point that no good looking women in bands are actually talented and asked me to think of a few who were, only one I could think of was Charlotte Hatherley, and maybe yer one from the Zutons.
I dunno?

The Naked And Famous
“I like that. Have they got a bird in the band? Hmmm. You can’t have fookin’ birds in bands with all the lads.”

www.nme.com/blogs/nme-blogs/shaun-ryders-ten-commandments-for-new-bands

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7ooW5_TNNk

They are not afraid of the dead. They are small, alert, merry birds, some gray, others green; still others red and some yellow. Some are only red or blue on their chests, some only on their necks, some on their tails. Some are white with a blue throat; and I have seen some that are very tiny and proud, all white, spotlessly white. At dawn they begin to sing sweetly in the cornfield, and the Germans raise their heads from a gloomy slumber to listen to their happy song. They fly in thousands over the battlefields on the Dniester, the Dnieper, the Don. They twitter away free and merry, and they are not afraid of the war. They are not afraid of Hitler, of the SS, or of the Gestapo. They do not linger on branches to look down on the slaughter, but they float in the blue singing. They follow from above the armies marching across the limitless plain. The birds of the Ukraine are truly beautiful.

:O

Today, as I left my place of work, I saw a woodpigeon pecking for scraps by some litter bags, and was filled with what might have been a nostalgic urge to sigh, point and shoot.

http://imgur.com/6SqKVxC.jpg

I was immediately struck with a sense of displacement. One is quite accustomed to seeing feral pigeons, derived of course from the Rock Dove, festooning sites of refuse upon city streets, but a woodpigeon is a different bird - a stately fowl, a strutting paragon of bucolic pride. It was quite disarming to see it deigning to feed upon human wastage in such a flagrant manner.

http://imgur.com/js4jFMm.jpg

As I approached, I considered the street I was in. Stanhope Gardens, an exemplar of the whitewashed largesse prevalent west of Marble Arch. A street of fabulous wealth and unconscionable expenditure. Perhaps, I thought, their waste was an altogether different class of cast-offs. Mountains of unwanted foie gras, rivers of freshly squeezed goji. Peelings and trimmings fit for a woodpigeon, drawn from the nearby acreages of Hyde Park to feast, decadently, upon something more enlivening than buds or grubs.

http://imgur.com/OcgfcKN.jpg

But then I looked closer and noticed that the woodpigeon bore a pale scrap of feathers - a cosmetic imperfection upon its slate-rose mantle - and, somehow, an indication of feralness. The longer I looked, the more it was apparent that this tuft bespoke scuffles, malnutritions, genetic defects - it was the sign of a city pigeon, not a regal creature of the field. It may have come here to dine at the highest table, but in doing so, it has in fact lowered itself to the tier of a scoundrel, a street-thief, a loiterer...with that physical mark proof of its verminous trajectory. I felt a certain disappointment at this consideration.

http://i.imgur.com/fCKxvUw.jpg

And yet, that iridiscent sheen, that unmistakably portly bearing - in its comportment and waddle, it surely retains those noble aspects I'd momentarily thought lost? I watched its movements as it began to edge away from me. Still distinctly woodpigeon - unhurried, perhaps a little bit flustered, but certainly not scurrying or limping as the 'flying rat' of urban folktale might do. What, then, had been reduced? And it was as it mounted the steps to what I now recognised as its own abode that I saw it at last. The woodpigeon was no interloper or jack, no ravenous urchin. It had not grown an outward sign of imperfection through adversity. In fact, this was its very element! Surrounded by its like - proud and buff-chested masters of opportunity, who'd perhaps had to sacrifice a little elegance for their dramatic gains - it now ascended to its pantheon, its front porch. No regard it paid to the scrunched-up Wrigley's wrapper on the penultimate step; litter in such places is inevitable. It is simply a matter of finding the best litter; then one can say, even if nobody else will, that one is the best pigeon.

http://imgur.com/ZvPXNJo.jpg

"Quite so," said Frank, "I cannot tell the difference between a Princess Radziwil and a coachman."

"And you are wrong," I said.

All looked at me in wonder, and Frank smiled at me.

But at this juncture the door opened quietly and there appeared on a silver tray the roast goose, lying on its back amid a garland of potatoes roasted in fat. It was a round fat Polish goose with a flourishing bosom, full hips and a strong neck; and I cannot say why there came into my mind that its neck had not been cut in the good old-fashioned way, but that the goose had been shot against a wall by a platoon of SS men. I seemed to hear the harsh voice ordering "Fire!" and the sudden rattle of shots. No doubt the goose had fallen looking proudly into the eyes of the cruel oppressors of Poland. And I shouted "Fire!" as if to realize what that shout meant, that raucous sound, that harsh voice of command, almost as if I expected to hear the sudden rattle of rifles in the great hall of the Wawel.

<3 that's wonderful & dovetails perfectly w/ my dove tale

needless to say the odyssey of the woodpigeon stirred similarly, an incursion into the domain of the sootridden inner london pigeon, the true proprietor of the citadel, its neotenous shrunken form haunting the undersides of bridges and municipal wastelands

S*********** S****
5 secs ·
Pedro is gone. The door was left open and my sweet beautiful lil bird Pedro is gone. So depressed. I'll be at legionnaire drinking away my sorrows tonight if u feel like giving me a hug, I will take as many as you can lay on me.

lol

http://www.cayman27.com.ky/files/2012/09/Cubans-escape-detention-facility-1024x576.jpg

http://i.imgur.com/qvgNiKA.gif

saw a pair of Great Tits on the way to work y/day

did they have shitting dick nipples?

not so's i could see. they looked full of the joys of spring tho.

spriiiiing beeeeeeak foreeeeeever

^knows

http://www.dnr.state.mn.us/nature/birds/bird_songs_interactive.html

^^ if you want to hear and not just look at those great tits

cop a trill

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9r756m33odA/T_EUGGyGHgI/AAAAAAAABGk/T48hEhT47J0/s320/fly+away_4.jpg

those pigeon photos are hilair

ty :)

now and then I'll try to make a decent ILX post, but usually only on ILAFL of course <3

looool

they are getting louder during this time of quarantine

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-52779727

Plucky water bird stabs eagle in heart with beak

Canada v US: Loon stabs eagle through heart

i wonder what the most outrageous birdfight upset of all time is. inevitably unseen by human eye. 45,000 years ago a sparrow offed a swan, kind of thing

lots of baby seagulls around where I live now. a bit too far away for me to get good pictures but they look like this:

http://wildlifeambulance.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/05/gull-chicks.jpg

'ello

what fine little fellows

https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2023/jul/02/sandringham-royal-estate-linked-to-many-deaths-and-disappearances-of-protected-birds

The Guardian has documented 18 cases of alleged shootings, poisonings and disappearances of rare birds and related incidents linked to the Sandringham estate or surrounding land owned by the king

2003
Red kite found dead, poisoned by two highly toxic insecticides on farmland owned by Sandringham. No suspect identified

December 2005
Tawny owl was put down after being badly injured in an illegal trap. The owl had significant levels of toxic rat killer in its body. A Sandringham gamekeeper fined £500 and £470 costs

May 2007
A marsh harrier found dead on the boundary of Sandringham estate, suspected poisoning by toxic pesticides. No suspect identified

October 2007
Two female hen harriers were shot over Sandringham estate. The police searched part of the estate. Prince Harry, a friend and the head gamekeeper were interviewed by police. The birds were not recovered and no one was prosecuted

October 2009
A sparrowhawk found on Sandringham estate poisoned by an insecticide, next to a dead pigeon laced with it. The police and Health and Safety Executive searched Sandringham buildings. They did not find the same substance but uncovered “significant safety issues” with pesticides rule breaches. Warning letter sent to Sandringham

August 2014
A female montagu’s harrier, Britain’s rarest bird of prey, disappeared on land owned by Sandringham. It was fitted with a satellite tag, which also disappeared. No offence could be detected

August 2016
A goshawk died near Sandringham House. Its body was incinerated by estate staff before it could be examined. Its satellite tag was posted back to the British Trust for Ornithology. No offence could be detected

September 2016
Up to 40 dead wood pigeons were found piled up near Sandringham estate visitors centre. One was alive and had blood coming from its beak. The next morning the birds had been removed before they could be examined by Natural England. No offence could be detected

March 2017
A dead stock dove was found close to where the dead wood pigeons were found in September 2016. Because of that previous case, it was investigated but believed to have died of natural causes

August 2017
Another female montagu’s harrier disappeared near the site of the first missing montagu’s harrier. Its satellite tag also disappeared. No offence could be detected

May 2020
A little owl was found dead in a Fenn trap, designed to catch stoats, on the Sandringham land. Those traps were no longer authorised for that purpose. Police said no offences were committed but the RSPCA gave advice to the head keeper to prevent this happening again

December 2020
Further Fenn traps and poisons were found by anti-snaring campaigners, who complained to Norfolk police. No offence recorded

January 2021
A fox was reported “spinning around” in distress in a snare on Sandringham, which led anti-snaring campaigners to be concerned about the estate

January 2021
A pet dog was trapped around its neck by a snare on Sandringham land. The dog owner complained

March 2021
A dead red kite was found on Snettisham beach, very close to Sandringham. Rat poisons and a shotgun pellet were detected by tests. Investigators could not identify a suspect

July 2021
More Fenn traps, river traps and snares, some with poisons, on Sandringham estate were reported to Natural England, and then followed up by the HSE. No action taken

August 2021
Rat poisons allegedly left in the open on Sandringham land. The HSE did not visit the rat poison locations, so no samples were analysed, but the case was added to its database

August 2022
More allegedly unauthorised traps found on Sandringham. Norfolk police investigated and stated they “don’t seem to comply with best practice at the very least”

avian best practices

a friend told me that he used to have a male duck that died because it couldn't put its dick away? Is this a common thing?

louis qk