Wild Air Traffic North of Jacksonville, Florida
Photograph facing South West, January 12, 2015
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AN OLD WOMAN GETTING OLDER
Wild Air Traffic North of Jacksonville, Florida
Photograph facing South West, January 12, 2015
Air Traffic ⓒBearspawprint2015
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Since the sound of the birds is too loud through my closed windows, I don’t think I’d survive having them inside the apartment with me. Although sometimes, I wish I could understand what the heck they’re saying.
I read and posted an article about birds getting drunk, and I thought, well, they can’t live on those kinds of berries alone 🙂
Your place sounds marvelous, but I don’t think I’d be able to take that much solitude. I like hearing the sounds of cars speeding by my window, in front of the glorious Sandia Mountains.
As for climbing the stairs, usually it’s the mountains that give me the incentive — the sunrises and sunsets are truly magnificent. And sometimes my shy, gliding friends get me to climb a flight or two. My knees hurt much more going up than coming down, and there are walls and handrails to help me both ways.
Unlike the instances where I have to bend down, like cleaning out my dryer lint screen earlier today… I always wonder if my knees will support my decision to stand… you know, when I’m through finding more things to do while I’m down at ground level.
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🙂 Too much to do at ground level. Always. What sort of noisy birds to you have by your windows? Someone we know had a huge bird house where she raised birds commercially, as show birds, pets, and for her own amusement. When I came to know her, she only had a small portion of what she used to have …. but LOUD!! The would not have been amusing to me for more than the moment I was there. Her bird house was bigger than my people house, and interesting, beautiful birds. Oh! but the NOISE was terrible.
I have heard about your amazing watermelon colored, but always changing and beautiful Sandia Mountains — and the light. ⭐
Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
Bear
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We have all sorts of birds, not that I know that much about birds. The pigeons can get kinda loud while they’re sunbathing on the rooftops. The crows like the street lamps and they’re the loudest. The ducks and geese usually stay around the Wetlands park, too far away for me to hear them (thank goodness). The shy, teeny, tiny birds that eat the berries from my closest tree aren’t that loud… I guess.
I feel bad that I like the sound of the cars, yet the sound of the birds is so irritating; but it’s not like I can choose these things 🙂
Yes, my mountain wears many colors, and I’m looking forward to getting more shots tomorrow because it’s supposed to snow. Snow clouds usually don’t make for good pictures, but I love how my mountain looks when it’s covered in powdered sugar. Having lived in Houston, TX most of my life, this is really my first adult experience with snow, and yes, I think I like it.
Thanks for the conversation, I had fun 😀
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If you can’t choose, it just is. No need to apologize, not even to yourself. What is, is. G’night. ⭐ ⭐
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How come you can “like” my comment but I can’t “like” yours back?
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Dunno. WP just made a bunch of upgrades, which always seem to come with glitches that take a little while to smooth out.
For this one, though, I have found that refreshing the page sometimes helps.
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Nope, that didn’t help. I don’t have the option to like any of the comments on your blog; there’s no button for that (only one for Reply). Anyway, since I can’t do that…. like, like, like, like. There, a bouquet of likes, just for you. Later, dude 🙂
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Thank you. 😀 There a couple of blogs that always have comments go to the comments page (or spam). When they went to the old Notifications page, SOMETIMES I could “like” sometimes not. Now with the new drop-down notifications, if replies are there, I can “like”, if they are in the comments, only, I can edit, but not “like”. Oh well. I couldn’t do any of this at all, including correspond with you, if Word Press were not making this space, server, organization, etc etc available, doing all the bookkeeping, business, arranging, taking up their time to write programs make application and all the other stuff I don’t know about. So ‘salright. 😀 Thank you for taking the extra time to reply and explain
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Yeah, I like WordPress too. (Thanks dudes!) I’m just having a little trouble understanding how to use the software. No big deal.
It’s just that I use the like button for more than just saying “I like this.” It’s also a great way to end a conversation, you know, without leaving the other person’s comment hanging in cyberspace. I used Disqus for months before I signed up for WordPress, and I guess I’m used to that system. This time next year, I hope to be used to this one. 🙂
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Birds hate to be photographed, even when bribed 🙂
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Bribes …. hmmm …. what do you use? A blue sky is difficult to compete with.
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Well, I noticed that the birds like old McDonald’s bags, so I tried some of my (dry) homemade rolls… Dropping some crumbs whenever I go outside… Trying to train them to like me…
But the tiny birds often eat the crumbs when I’m not around, and if I’m there, they often move too fast for me to catch them with my camera. I get a few lucky shots, here and there.
Still, I think I’ve made a few friends (even though I can’t compete with the incredible blue of the New Mexican sky).
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Sounds like a good plan. Do you do it regularly, at established intervals?
Birds seem to have pretty good built in clocks, that work even for intervals as infrequent as once per week or ever other day, but at about the same time of day, relative to sunlight.
Also my camera makes a chime noise when I turn it on, so I do that inside, before I slip around. Another trick is to not look directly at them. It is scary to be so tiny and fragile, and feel like a huge big omnivore Is stalking. Even the far from helpless Pileated Woodpeckers are camera shy, here in Florida.
I wonder if this was learned in the last five hundred years?
I don’t have one, but a distance lens seems to help some people capture illusive images.
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I don’t even eat at established intervals 🙂
And since I live in an apartment, I usually go to the second or third floor balcony to hide and wait for the birds. With my knees, it’s hard to find the incentive to climb stairs, but these cute little birds are (sometimes) worth it.
500 years of learning? Considering the size of a bird’s brain, they would need at least that long to figure out that humans are frightening…
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Bird brains. Ha!
Do you have a window?
Have you thought about a pet bird? They can be surprisingly personable.
I think you are quit clever to have figured out a way to get so close to the little wild guys. 😀
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The only reason I want to get closer to the birds is so that I can get a good photo… I don’t want to live with one. My goodness, how would I keep it from squawking?
For some people, taking care of pets and plants is comforting and soothing, but for me, it’s stressful. If I’m able to take care of myself, I’m having a good day. 🙂
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Not all birds squawk, 🙂 Some have sweet little chirps. Others can learn words, or to whistle tunes (TV, radio, CDs, you) but they do sound a little squawky when talking. The whistles are pleasant. They do require that the paper or litter in the bottom of the cage be changed every so often, and they need water and bird food (seed) and they get lonesome if you don’t talk to them or never touch them. They can die of lonesomeness … like people. Their brains, proportionate to their size, are more developed than most people realize. If at some point you change your mind, you might have to ask for help until you can a routine established.
Nikola Tesla, so the rumors say, wanted to marry a bird.
Unfortunately, I DO know what you mean about issues of caring for self, and the stress associated with the care of other — entities. It is not something to take lightly. Not at all.
Caring for our own bodies can be down right dangerous, not to mention painful and embarrassing 😦 and sometimes impossible. For myself, I am blessed to be able to do most of what needs doing a lot of the time. I tend to be a hermit the rest of the time. The woods don’t care if my hair is brushed or not. The woods don’t even care if I don’t smile. 🙂 There are lots of domestic and wild animals here. Not one of them is mine, now. But they don’t know it. 🙂 If the critters need something, they figure out a way to tell me. Like you and the wild birds, I am pretty observant, so I can figure out what they are trying to tell me. 🙂
That is cool that you are establishing acquaintance with WILD birds, and going up several flights of stairs to do it. that is impressive, to me.
How do you get back down the stairs? Do you sit down and scootch down ? Hold onto the rail and go backwards? More of us tend to fall going down than up, though up hurts just as much. How do you manage?
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🙂
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