Friday, April 19, 2013

Bird Migrations


On April 18, 2013 a very interesting presentation was given by Tom Allen for the Lake Superior Elders covering bird migration.  He began the presentation by describing the meaning of migration which is a periodic movement that is conducted on a regular basis.  The two reasons why migration occurs is: exploit ecological opportunities; and leave when things get bad.  Upper Michigan is desirable because of the insects which are flying protein, worms and fish.  The crows in this area also chow on other birds because I found the feathers of a seagull that was being hunted by crows in our yard and they also dine on dead deer alongside the road.  The Savannah Sparrows eat bugs that are on the ground such as ants.  We get a lot of these in our yard.  Osprey build a nest at the end of our road on a tower every year, their young are born and they depart in the fall or late summer.  Our whole neighborhood watches them. A robin builds a nest under our front deck each year and hatches several eggs every summer.  Robins migrate from Ohio and are not a native bird of Michigan, even though they are our state bird.  I found out that the only bird that is native to Michigan and is only seen in Michigan is the Red winged Blackbirds. 
Tropical birds that come North, come north to mate and are only here for a short amount of time.  Blue birds travel from Ohio to mate in Michigan.  Some are nocturnal, feed during the day and travel at night and some only travel during the day.  Before they travel they gain a lot of weight so they can fly for long periods of time.  Fat converts to water.  Some birds fly for over 30 hours such as birds who fly over the ocean.  That’s stamina.  The Bobolink is a long distance migratory bird who travels from South America to North America.  They travel 12,000 miles per year and return to the same field each year. 
Mr. Allen told us about how birds know what direction to travel.  A study was conducted in a planetarium and when the direction of the stars was changed the birds changed their direction of flight.  Studies have revealed that birds use an internal sun compass and also magnet coordination.  How does someone find their way home in a snow storm?  Some people have magnet coordination, a magnetic orientation.  Other animals such as cats and dogs have managed to find their way home.  Some of the researchers believe that some birds have a sense of smell.  Land birds don’t like flying over water and water birds prefer flying over water.   
The Whitefish Point Bird Observatory has been in operation for many years.  The studies began on July 6, 1912 when Norman Wood accompanied by his wife and daughter arrived at Whitefish Point to examine bird life.  He was sent by the University of Michigan’s Museum of Zoology to Whitefish Point.  Wood collected and catalogued specimens and gathered data on the abundance and variety of birds.  A total of 163 species was recorded over his two year study.  He was the first to conduct the first studies at Whitefish Point.  In 1937, Samuel Knox, a student at the University of Michigan submitted a detailed report on the hawk flight at Whitefish Point. His records indicated that he observed ten different species of raptors at the Point. Whitefish Point is one of the most important spring flight corridors for raptors in North America. The 163 species of various kinds of birds that Wood recorded has increased to over 330 today. 
At Whitefish Point the spring owl banding runs annually since 1988 and is held from 1st to the 31st in April.  The nets that are used to trap the owls resemble the mesh of a hair net.  The owls are caught and bands are placed on them.  Two owls were reported as returning this year.  There were 99 Great Gray Owls caught this year in the nets last Friday evening (April 12, 2013) when the weather was on the verge of getting nice. This has been a horrible winter.  The birds that travel during the spring are a part of the spring breeding population. 10,000 Loons and 30,000 ducks were observed at the Point.  Fall banding of owls began in 1993 and is held from September 15 to October 31st of each year.  Calls are broadcasted to lure the owls into the nets.  This increased the capture rate and sample size.
Israel is known to be the world authority on bird migration.  The Israeli Air Force has enrolled the Birdstrike Control Program to provide them with professional comprehensive wildlife control.  Prior to their involvement the Israeli Air Force suffered on average $10 million in damage due to bird strikes over a nine year period as opposed to $84,000 after the Birdstrike Control began providing services. They have virtually eliminated the large and medium sized birds from the airbases and have reduced the smaller bird populations by approximately 90 percent.  The location of Israel  serves as a main corridor for bird migration in that area.  How did they eliminate or reduce the amount of birds? 
The Migratory Bird Treaty of 1913 placed control of the migratory birds under federal governance.  For example, duck hunting is determined by states, duration and time of hunts can be conducted; however the federal government determines how many ducks can be hunted.  Canada and the United States work together to make determinations concerning how many ducks can be hunted.
Mr. Allen informed the audience about bird deaths.  The Renaissance Center in Detroit reported that 4,000 birds died because they flew into the lights on top of the building.  Many of the large buildings in the cities are turning off their lights at the upper levels to protect the birds.  Wind power has caused problems for birds.  There was a discussion about cats killing five million birds, feral cats.  My husband stated this is the fault of humans who don’t take care of the cats.  They need to be spayed and neutered to decrease the population. The cats are just following their instincts in order to ensure their survival. More pheasants were killed by cats then by pheasant hunters according to Allen. 
If you are interested in tracking bird migration you can follow the radar services provided by Marquette and Gaylord.  The individuals associated with these weather programs are only interested in cloud formations and other weather details; but bird migration can also be observed by using these sites.  The sounds specific birds make were recorded and when birds fly over the sounds they make indicate what kind of birds they are. 
I have always been interested in observing birds and found this presentation to be very interesting. There are many books available and internet sites to explore to learn more about birds.  Now I want to visit the bird observatory at Whitefish Point.  I remember reading the sign when I visited the light house about the bird observatory program.  Thanks for providing this presentation Mr. Allen.

 

Monday, April 15, 2013

Creative Endeavors


Creative Endeavors
By Sharon Brunner
Waves of brightly colored pages
Sprinkled with pastels and earth tones
Moments of solace and remembrance
Times laced with diverged memories

Elapsed treasures in crowded drawers
Framed given hidden meaning
Mixed languages, concealed messages
Mystifying the viewer 

Telling tales of forgotten lore
From the ordinary to the unexpected
Uncommon, astonishing, exceptional
Or closer to the truth than imagined

Endearing children’s stories
Begotten pictorials of amazing animals
Delightful tales of enchanting predicaments
Unadorned solutions provide guidance 

Meaningful words splashed on pages
Advocates, activists, truth seekers
Speaking of unmet needs
Healing through thorough understanding 

A war is staged between two brothers
Seeking control of land
As they battle for domination
In a heated exchange of Risk 

Friends gather providing support
Sharing the sweets of life
Touched by uncomplicated foundations
Celebrating everyone’s bequests

Note:  Creative Endeavors: Support for Writers and Artists is a eclectic group of individuals who enjoy sharing their creative actitivites in a fun and supportive way.  I started this group in 2009.  The group was originally referred to the Cabin Fever Group which dealt only with writing.  We had  a new member show up and demonstrate her blacksmithing ability, she altered railroad spikes into very unique shapes.  Two of the members passed around their art journals for the group to review.  And our challenge was to write a very bad country song at the last meeting.  I took third place.  I decided to write a poem about some of the activities that occur at the meetings.  This poem was written a few years ago and things at the meetings are getting even more interesting.  If you live in  Sault Ste. Marie, MI come and visit us at the Bayliss Library.  You won't be sorry you did.
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Black Cats are Wonderful


By Sharon Brunner

 

There are many advantages to being a black cat owner:
Holding a black cat is very slimming.
Black cats will match any decor.
A lint brush isn't required for a black-tie affair.
When you love a black cat, luck is on your side.
Black cats are like onyx, a beautiful gem.
Hey, they don't care what color you are!
*Love knows no color.
They are the least likely to be adopted. 
Ebony felines may have a health advantage over other cats.  The gene for melanism, which makes their fur black, may be able to prevent certain viruses or bacteria from entering their cells, making them more resistant to disease than cats with lighter-colored coats, according to scientists. 
A 2002 study in the Journal of Applied Animal Welfare Science that examined adoption rates over nine months in a California pound found that black cat cats are about half as likely to be adopted as a tabby cat, and two-thirds less likely than white cat cats. In general, the odds are not good: of the approximately 3000 cats of all colors offered for adoption during that time, only about 600 or 20% found homes.
In my experience, black cats are like any other feline. They can be sweet, silly, clever, feisty, loungers, or whirlwinds. They are as beautiful as any other cat, if not more so. They aren’t identical. And those of us who share our lives with them are very fond of them.
Some people are superstitious of black cats. Common superstition is that a black feline walking across the human’s path can bring bad luck. Historically, black cats have often been considered to be evil omens.  They were thought to be friends to witches; witches could supposedly take on the physical form of a cat in order to hide among humans in order to carry out evil acts. A black kitty can make humans that subscribe to that particular belief very fearful or at least, uneasy. Interestingly, in other places, such as the UK, black cats are believed to bring good luck. Also, discovering a white hair on a black feline is considered to be good luck. Since white hairs are common on black animals, there are many chances to find good luck for the owner of a black cats.
Black cats acquired a false reputation of not having good personalities. Since a feline’s personality traits are due to environment and genetics and not coat color, black cat's have the same range of personalities as any other cat. However; black cats may be more likely to be targeted for abuse, and abused cats are less likely to make good companions without lots of dedication on behalf of the guardian. This phenomenon may be partially responsible for the belief that black cats are not as friendly as other cats.  Black dogs are often more abused and less likely to be adopted than their lighter colored peers.
It is common practice among rescue organizations to not allow black cat adoptions during October, to prevent them from being used as party props and returned, or, as urban legend has it, sacrificed on Halloween.    

A Bad Dream


A Bad Dream

By Sharon Brunner

A loud knock at my bedroom door awoke me from a deep slumber. I cracked the door slightly to peak out into the hallway. A purple and white hue emanated from the front door and then there was another loud knock.  I felt like I was going to jump out of my skin as the hair stood up on the back of my neck.  I looked out the window and nobody was at my front door.  There were no foot prints in the snow. My heart was pounding against my chest.  The bins of mittens started falling from the cabinet by the door.  I walked quietly as to not goad the spirits that were visiting me during these wee hours of the morning.  I wish I was zeeing and this was only a dream.  My neck crooned around the living room doorway as I tried to see if the coast was clear. My nerves were raw . I started chewing mint flavored gum like a cow chews on her cud to release some of my tension. 
I nervously picked the lint off my bathrobe.  Milt, my dog, was glued to my side.  He was so well behaved since he graduated from dog obedience school. His tail was not wagging. I am so glad I found him when I was visiting that slum.  He was eating coleslaw out a Styrofoam container.  You could see Milt’s bones as they protruded from his ribcage. 
I turned all the lights on in the living room.  I knew I was going to be up for the evening.  I thumbed through a mag nervously.  I couldn’t call Barry because he was in California surfing.  Who could I call? I don’t want to stay alone, I am so scared.  Studying the paranormal for as long I have has brought this into my life.  I know it.  Barry tried to talk me out of doing this type of work.  I wouldn’t listen.  I found the scary creatures of the night to be very interesting.  I tried to turn the doorknob to the basement a tod.  It wouldn’t turn.  I backed up and the door opened by itself. The basement steps creaked as I walked down into the basement.
A large dark bird was staring at me through the basement window. A glim radiated from the far wall. A bint’s face appeared.  The face appeared sad and it looked like the face of my long departed grandmother.  She was glum and her lips began moving.  The words that came out of her mouth were “Leave the ghosts alone.” Sounds of rends were heard from the window.  The bird was running his beak across the pane of glass.  Startled I ran up the stairs, tripping over the umbrella that was left strewn on the rug.  Dazed, I felt as if a stint was placed over me.   What a quag I was in, I stumbled over to the sofa.  Before I collapsed on the sofa, I noticed my reflection in the big mirror.  I noticed that the Greek letters xi were written on my forehead in blood. 
I was awoken by Milt licking my face.  He was sitting on my chest staring down at me.  He was a small dog, a Yorkshire terrier.
“Oh good, it was only a dream,” were the first words that came out of my mouth.
I felt weak as I stood up.  The door to the basement was left opened.   I slammed it shut.
I saw that all the lights were left on in all the rooms in my home.  I entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror.  The letters xi were written on my forehead. 
Note:  this short story was developed by using words developed during an Up Words game.  I challenge you to play a game of scrabble or Up Words and write a poem or a short story by using the words you came up with.

An Elder's Pledge


We will not be judged by the values of youth.
We will not be expelled from work or play.

We will not equate aging with illness.

We will not be reduced to the subject matter for experts.

We will not be the objects of condescension.

We will not be defined as a social or economic problem.

We will not be trivialized.

We will not be docile.

We will not be deterred.

We will grow and learn.

We will maintain a sense of humor.

We will support one another.

We will cooperate across generations to create a better world.

We will nurture and guide the young.

We will contribute according to our abilities.

We will be proud to be the age we have achieved.
 
Source:  Unknown