I have been fascinated with birds ever since I was about eight years old. Ms. McFadden was my second grade teacher; compassionate, spirited. I think she was married but had no children. Today, they might be an "in vitro" couple; trying an implant.
Anyway, because of my visual learning, remembering birds and their names was easy; back east we had cardinals, several species of sparrows, etc. Here, in northern California, we have many of the same. Starlings, too. Not native; released here a hundred years ago? Not sure. But, they like it here; they thrive.
So, I have these common finches, chestnut-backed chickadees, tufted titmouse, ruby crowned kinglet, dark-eyed juncos (ground feeders), crowned sparrows (a nice white band going from their forehead back). They all get along; no jihadists. Some pushing and shoving; rare is the appearance of any animosity. I've always liked that about birds and appreciated that. Reminds me of what puzzles me with human behavior. As a kid, I would watch my parents fight over some stupid subject: two open bottles of ketchup in the refrigerator. I knew then it was nonsense.
Looking back now, I'm wondering if we got rid of our refrigerators, would the fighting stop?
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