I like birds. I enjoy watching them flutter around, giving action and a flash of color to our yard, and so I put out sunflower seeds, animal fat, and peanut butter to entice them to hang around, but if you are a grinch-like miserable person who hates birds and don’t want to see them, I have discovered a way to make them disappear--have a Christmas Bird Count.
The Robson Valley is currently having its annual Christmas bird count, and it seems most of my usual birds have decided not to participate. I did see some Black Capped Chickadees, a handful of ravens, a Downy Woodpecker, and a Red Breasted Nuthatch, but so far that‘s all. This year I seem to be missing some of those I usually see for the count (more species of woodpeckers, lots of Pine Siskins, and Flickers ). I know some populations, like the Evening Grosbeak, have plummeted across North America, and I haven’t seen any of those for a couple of years.
My list this year is pretty sad, both in variety of species and numbers of birds, and I have been putting off calling Elaine because I am embarrassed to give her my results.
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