I really appreciate this close-up portrait of Arctic Terns. I have seen them along and off the Oregon coast, “Just passing through, Ma’am!” I looked up their cry, just to remind myself: https://macaulaylibrary.org/asset/138235/play
Thanks Sandy. Those terns seem to follow quite a different migration pattern to the European terns, even when they reach Antarctica. I read that some cross the Andes, and have been found on roadsides in the middle of Argentina.
Lovely essay, what astonishing birds, I had no idea they are such travellers; thank you. What Artists do all Day - great series. As a child I had a stuffed gannet hanging from my bedroom ceiling, the body of which I found at the Mull of Galloway. A teacher looked up how to stuff a gannet (sage & onion?) and did quite a good job of it. Over the years it got smellier and smellier until bits started to drop off it, at which point my mum put it in the bin (a surprise for the bin men no doubt).
Beautiful but also a reminder of so much fragility -- the increasing red list. Writing my last novel I thought I'd do a litany of the names of trees on the red list in Europe before I realised it would fill the book before I got a quarter way through the alphabet :(
We were in Iceland this past July. Saw lots of nesting Arctic terns and fulmars. Also the occasional Arctic skua.
Wonderful! I'd love to go to Iceland in the breeding season.
I really appreciate this close-up portrait of Arctic Terns. I have seen them along and off the Oregon coast, “Just passing through, Ma’am!” I looked up their cry, just to remind myself: https://macaulaylibrary.org/asset/138235/play
Thanks Sandy. Those terns seem to follow quite a different migration pattern to the European terns, even when they reach Antarctica. I read that some cross the Andes, and have been found on roadsides in the middle of Argentina.
Lovely essay, what astonishing birds, I had no idea they are such travellers; thank you. What Artists do all Day - great series. As a child I had a stuffed gannet hanging from my bedroom ceiling, the body of which I found at the Mull of Galloway. A teacher looked up how to stuff a gannet (sage & onion?) and did quite a good job of it. Over the years it got smellier and smellier until bits started to drop off it, at which point my mum put it in the bin (a surprise for the bin men no doubt).
Thank you! Sounds like you had great teachers! I don't think mine would have looked that up!
Such beautiful work and fascinating words, thank you
Thanks Mark, much appreciated. Just read your blackberry crumble recipe. Yum!
Beautiful essay. Amazing birds, arctic terns
Thank you, Juliet.
Beautiful but also a reminder of so much fragility -- the increasing red list. Writing my last novel I thought I'd do a litany of the names of trees on the red list in Europe before I realised it would fill the book before I got a quarter way through the alphabet :(
Hope you get to see the local otters.
Thanks Jan. I had no idea that was the case with trees.
I'm in awe of the distance they cover, truly fascinating. Thanks for the read, really enjoyable.
Thanks Nick