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Ontario Backyard Bird ID 101-1
Who is visiting your back yard? Find out with this list, broken down into five parts with five birds per article. Whether you have a bird feeder or not you have likely asked yourself, “What bird is that?” Maybe this list will be helpful! Visiting species will be dependent on the types of bird feeders (platform, tube, suet) you use, range of the species, time of year, and available habitat nearby. This series of articles includes abundant backyard birds that frequently use feeders in Ontario, listed alphabetically. I listed only the most common calls and some of the key id features. The similar species only apply to other birds within Ontario as many birds have look-alikes in different regions.
By Kelsey Reich5 years ago in Petlife
Cock A Doodle Doo To You
Cock A Doodle Doo is the term given to the sound a rooster makes. I grew up in the county and many of our neighbors had chickens which included roosters. I don’t particularly recall hearing them crow each morning at sunrise but I was given the impression that this is what they did. I recall the Kellogg’s Cornflake TV commercial where Cornelius Rooster could not get the proper sound out until he ate a bowl of cereal. He did his cock a doodle doo and the sun immediately popped up into the sky.
By Cheryl E Preston5 years ago in Petlife
Owl
They say an owl can symbolize wisdom, knowledge, and change. According to Native American beliefs, owls are messengers form the spirit world. The Hope believe that owls can represent a warning against sorcery, while the Obijwe think owls relate to news of death. The Kikuyu of Kenya believe Owls are forewarning of death, whilst the Japanese think the owl is a symbol of luck. Good or bad, Owls are nocturnal and majestic creatures. They include over two Hundred species. It is believed they are found in most regions of the Earth. They are skillful birds who can fly silently with their serrated wings over their prey hunting rodents, fish, and insects.
By Ozge Suleyman5 years ago in Petlife
Memory of a Bird
The world as we know it isn’t always a distinct black or white. There’s an abundance of grey. Perhaps, we choose to view grey as a form of denial when a clear answer is staring at us point blank, ready to shoot, if it wasn’t for our cowardice to stare right back. They say that hindsight is always 20/20 but let’s ponder that thought for a moment; in a literal sense, with such a big portion of the world wearing some sort of corrective lenses nowadays sight, in any form, is far from 20/20 within the general population. One other thing about the world is that it is utterly and completely unapologetically fair, or at least that is what Alex used to say. And you better believe that if my big brother Alex had something to say about a situation, it was as good as true! People like him don’t come around very often, he was gentle and caring yet, fierce and strong. He knew right from wrong and was smart enough to know that like a good game, life is best enjoyed with the people you hold dear. It amazes me to this day how someone so young and full of life could have been filled with so much understanding about the complexities of the universe but maybe that is my own grey area.
By Luis Talavera5 years ago in Petlife
A NIGHT OWL
Good evening. My name is Barnabus. I am a barn owl. Yes, a barn owl named Barnabus. I didn't make the rules. Mine is a simple country life in a rural area in Texas. I live alone in my very own loft of a run down red barn vacated by farm animals long ago. I live off a road named Snowy Owl Lane, which is quite humorous since we live in Texas and there are no Snowy Owls in these parts. I have plenty of company should I want it both day and night. But the most interesting things happen at night. This is perfect since I happen to be nocturnal. Let me show you a glimpse into the life of a wise, old barn owl and the cast of characters on Snowy Owl Lane.
By Lisa Brasher5 years ago in Petlife
New-Town Trials
The night was cold and moving on toward morning when Trevor finished with his jog. He was on the running trail about a quarter mile from the trailhead - and standing out in the middle of the field nearby was a rickety old barn. Nothing special nor noteworthy in his opinion, but for some reason it caught his interest this morning. Looking around, there weren't any "Keep Out" or "Private Property" signs posted. No fence to cross.
By G. R. Reed5 years ago in Petlife
Natalie's Gloria
Brown pony-tails dangle loose and wild as she swings upside-down from the barn rafters, singing a tune. Her legs are bruised and scraped from rough play but she doesn’t seem to notice the injuries. Pulling a pocket-knife from her jeans, she carves her name into the grey wooden beam.
By Caroline Correia5 years ago in Petlife
