“Da Boids” is New York for “The Birds.” As in “Toity poiple boids all poiched in a twee, toity poiple boids all choipin at me. Choip, choip, choip.”
Anyway, these are some kind of water bird with little tail-like feathers on their heads. They stalk their prey, as does the heron, but on considerably shorter legs. Altogether, they are rather lovely, with their bright legs and blue feathers. They are found inland as well as near the shore.
Something to keep from smashing into someone else!
The other night we hit the coast … the fog was low and the sky was grey and we were chilled and cold. Trust me when I say California is not all sunshine and balmy breezes! Mark Twain supposedly said, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” It’s true for points south as well.
Cormorants are kind of goofy-looking birds, pests or amusing depending on your viewpoint. Obviously, they like to hang out here on the bumper!
A riparian zone or area is the interface between land and a river or stream, per Wikipedia. In California, it is a woodland which is rich in biodiversity, with trees, shrubs, and ferns, along with an abundance of wildlife, such as birds, squirrel, and deer. The creeks they are near sometimes run dry in the summer. The woodlands are a cool retreat from hot summers, but can be burned to a crisp in a severe wildfire. For me, they are a bit of heaven – a space away from the subdivisions and roads of settled California.
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