Winter City Birds

Happy Spring! 

Jackdaws

Catalunya’s finally easing up some covid-19 restrictions! We can now travel freely throughout all of Catalunya however only visiting other regions in Spain for work or exceptional conditions. Malls have reopened, chiringuitos beach bars, life guards are back for the summer season. Fingers crossed they don’t roll them back in a few weeks. Each Spanish region has been given powers to control the pandemic bar total home confinement, with the central government setting a curfew that’s been in place since October last year. It’s due to end the end of May but with numbers rising again, it’ll probably be in place until the end of the summer. 

Starling

Birds being as free as they are, are the lucky ones. They can come and go as they please. Only worrying about food and predators. Sometimes I wonder if people are mean to birds, killing them as they can come and go as they please as humans they can’t. They’re free to fly away from danger, they’re not subject to complex human cultures. Well the lucky ones are. Many kept for food, for sport in conditions no one would want to live in, seen as nothing more than money or a commodity (says she who would like another cat and in doing so to rescue one animal, many more will have to be killed to feed it) or persecuted for only trying to feed themselves by eating crops and plants. 

Birds, fill the skies with song, colour, pollinate plants, spread seeds, are landscapers, the clean up crews, kept wetlands in check, help play vital roles in natures delicate balance as all over their habits are shrinking due to deforestation and climate change. Did you know that veeries can predict if the Atlantic hurricane season is going to be bad just from the time they leave to migrate to Brazil (something I learnt from Netflix’s Connected)? A tiny bird can sense the weather months in advance. That’s some crazy mind blowing, amazing predictions that could be lost to climate change.

Anyway, some wild zoo birds this winter back in January and February. There’s no way I’d see them in the parks. I think they know they’re safe at the zoo (well not the pigeons the seagulls hunt). 

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December’s Cold Moon

December’s Cold moon’s always magical. The days are shorter, the sun sits lower in the sky lightening up the moon something spellbinding. I don’t think any other month the moon is so visible in sky. The moon has a glow that no other month can match.

This is a hard post to write. Not because of the moon but because leading up the 18th December 2019 my photos are filled with Mr D the cat. Lots of tears coming across them. I’ve never shared here on before 2 weeks last year before his brother Mr AJ said his last see you later, I dreamt about tornadoes outside my window. So many tornadoes. Looking up what tornadoes in dreams mean and the colour they meant a death was soon. I also dreamt of floods or rather my apartment outside being underwater while the apartment was airtight and the washing outside survived. A few weeks before Mr D said his last see you later I kept seeing a lot of jackdaws at the zoo. It’s not like I’ve never seen or heard them there before. This time I wanted to be sure what bird they were if they were jackdaws from the zoo’s resident wild bird list. As I kept seeing so many I looked up their meaning. You guessed it, some cultures see them as a sign of a death soon. Now I think nothing of them as I hear them all the time there. No message there! And lets not mention a dark presence I felt in the corner ceiling one evening before D went. I think that was more I knew what was happening with my mind playing tricks. All I know is I miss those 2 little boys.

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