![]() |
SOMETHING JUST WENT "CLICK" By Mark McKellar
No matter how many Prairie Warblers I see, each one puts me back on that roadside in North Carolina on an early June morning looking at this golden bird sitting in the top of a small pine tree. I said to my friend John, That is the most beautiful bird I have ever seen, where has it been all of my life? That was the bird and that was the moment. I had always loved wildlife but had never really been a bird person. As a young boy I thought I wanted to be the next Jacque Coustau. When I entered wildlife school, I chose the fisheries emphasis. It wasnt until that June morning that things really changed for me. John Hammond and I were doing a walking quail survey and we had stopped at a listening station by a young stand of pines. We heard a Prairie Warbler singing its helicopter taking off song so I got my binoculars on him. The morning light seemed to illuminate the bold black stripes on the face and sides of this bright yellow bird. Ive always said something went click. I guess thats how it is with love. Memories have to be one of the greatest gifts that birding gives me. I was recently updating my lifelist and it started me, as it always does, on a trip down memory lane. The memory that is conjured isnt always about the bird, more often it is the setting or people or even the weather that was memorable. I will now forever associate Rosy Finches with the taste of a Green Chili Cheeseburger. Any grouse will now have to be called a sprouse at least once while discussing it. And, a Zone-tailed Hawk will be associated with a group of friends high-fiving and hugging after an incredibly exciting sighting at one of the most scenic places in America. Do you have a click moment? A favorite bird memory? We would love to here about it. Drop me an e-mail or letter and we will try to get into a future issue of the newsletter. |
BACKYARD BIRD CENTER (816) 746-1113 info@backyardbirdcenterKC.com 6212 NW Barry Road Kansas City, Missouri 64154 [ BACK TO TOP ] |