Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Good Reading

My mom asked me to send her the bird book so Dad could identify the visitors to the feeder outside his window.  It turns out that the only bird book I have is the one I got when I was ten and my dad and I would go birding in the woods near our house on the banks of the Maumee River.  It came in handy when we set up the feeders in the side yard and got our winter visitors.

This is the book: A Field Guide to the Birds by Roger Tory Peterson. As you can see, it’s gotten a lot of use over the last 58 years or so, including being a chew-toy for a puppy. But I’ve carried it with me to the various places I’ve lived, including Colorado, New Mexico, and Florida where I was able to add the birds of the subtropics such as the snowy egret and anhinga.  I went online and ordered Dad a new copy.

There are newer editions of the book with updated pictures and descriptions, but one of the comforts of it is that it’s still arranged in the original order so when Dad’s new copy arrives this week he’ll be able to go through it just as he did when I was a kid — and he did when he was also a kid — and know his friends out at the feeder.

One bark on “Good Reading

  1. How lovely to see this picture of Phil’s room and his view outside where he can’t go because he’s been diagnosed with The Virus. He feels OK, but he has a fever all-be-it a low one. So having the Peterson book will add to the interest of his bird viewing. Now if only the local cat will abandon its perch on the hanging branch not far from where the feeders hang all will be well.

    Thank you for this kindness, dear one

Comments are closed.