I started up Youtube and picked one of the Cal Falcon cams. The minute I did, two things happened. The first was that I promptly heard screeching over the cam. The second was that several birds in the area immediately flew to the redwoods near the back deck and started strongly voicing their opinions about falcons in the neighborhood.
Who knew? Well, I should have. Bird cries and calls serve as identification within and between the species. Obviously, to the ears of one of my local birds – there is no difference between a falcon heard from my computer and one actually present in the area.
Since the crew seemed to be quiet after the first minute I tuned in, I went back and pulled up some of older clips featuring a lot of calls, complaining and ear splitting cries.
Things are otherwise quiet here. I am spending the mornings out on the back deck before the sun gets too bright. switching to indoors for a while, then back outside at the end of the day when the setting sun streaming through the living room window makes it impossible to see what I am doing.
There is a quiet rhythm to life and I am putting off all decisions about travel plans, baseball, or what I will be doing next year.
