From my Family to Yours…
Wishing you all
A Wonderful New Year filled with Love and Laughter
Here is my ecard to you all.
I love Care2cards…Butterfly credits are given when you send cards and support causes…the credits can be used to help other causes.
click on the link above to see the card I chose for all of you that read my blog..thank you
I made a thirty second video of our Christmas Road trip using a cool site called Animoto.. I saw my blogger friend Andrew had a video he made for his post Backyard Birds Rock!! and I thought it was cool so I gave it a try myself. Any video over thirty seconds requires a paid membership.
Create your own video slideshow at animoto.com.
We are still in Ct. but will be leaving soon on our journey back to Homey and NC.
Have a great New Years Eve!
In case you missed silly this F U Bird video from the Onion
On a serious note….Please read Kenn Kaufmans post here.
A Long Nights Journey Into Death.
an excerpt of his post below
A Blackburnian Warbler arriving in northwest Ohio in spring is already a veteran traveler. Hatched in the northern forest during some previous summer, it has already flown to South America and back at least once. Navigating by the stars at night, evading predators by day, it has paused at a score of stopover sites, found a winter home in mountain forests near the equator, then initiated the return flight to the north. By the time it reaches Ohio, it has made it most of the way back. Flying north across Ohio, buoyed up by a south wind in the hour before first light, the bird may see a hint of the open waters of Lake Erie stretching out ahead. Rather than continue on across the water with daylight approaching, the bird drops lower and lower. Ahead in the darkness of predawn, a darker shadow suggests a line of trees, and the warbler aims for this shelter . . .
But it is never going to make it. The same south wind that carries the tiny migrant is also turning a gigantic steel blade, and in a moment the two will collide with such shattering force as to splinter the bird’s skull and crush its lungs, stop its heartbeat in an instant, and hurl its broken and lifeless body to the ground.
Then the blades strike another bird. And another. And another. And another.
This could be reality if we stand mute while turbines rise along the edges of the last, best stopover habitat. Are we really going to let this happen?
Please sign the petition at the end of the post.
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Thanks and Happy Birding!