A melodic Good Morning to you San Lorenzo River Lovers,
Have you been bathing yourself in the spring sounds? Isn’t this season a listening symphony? Our river visits are serenaded by the birds. Their their hoped-for-wedding announcements surround us from the trees and bushes. It’s truly amazing that their little chests and throats send such a volume of sound to their future mates. Watching them sing you can see that their chests serve as bellows to create the enchanting notes. It takes physical strength and calls for short rests paired with a little nibble on the fresh, juicy spring leaves. In the spring time the shy SONG SPARROW braves the top of a small or medium sized bush to publicize his hopes. Usually you find our SONG SPARROWS in the underbrush of the inside riverbank close to the Riverside Ave. and Laurel St. bridge. The male HOUSE FINCH isn’t familiar with shyness or holding back: he finds a tree branch that sticks way out, perches towards the tip of it, turns loose the most melodious song while his red markings catch our eyes. How fortunate we are to be part of their lives that feed our senses such splendid treats.
This grateful awareness was reflected in your Calif. Coastal Commission letters in support of the Riverfront Project Appeal. Reading through all the correspondence I was moved by your passionate, caring, thoughtful river protection comments. It was exquisite to read how much the San Lorenzo River means and matters to you!! My humongous thanks floats to you on behalf of the river critters and their habitats. My recent interactions in combination with your comments made me realize how many people care for the river and Nature, yet few of us know that. So in the future I’ll introduce you to other wonderful river lovers. I believe it will be an enriching adventure to share our river/Nature connections.
Last Friday I got together with 5 friends at our Trestle site to plant new native residents and do some restoration maintenance. We have worked together for a while and specialize in diving straight into our work momentum. While we work hard, we laugh, talk, are silent, share our joy over healthy plants, mourn the deceased or trampled ones, worry over the anemic sweeties, invent protections for plants, remember the people, who helped plant at the Trestle site and solve our’s and the world’s problems. At the end of our 2.5 hrs flourish we had housed 15 new native plants, removed some ice plant and weeded around the other ones that are establishing themselves nicely. I have been starting to work with small groups again and if you like to join then leave me a blog comment and I’ll get back to you with details.
Otherwise I have been busy with allowing gulls to drive me crazy. Specifically the one that would sink its head under water every time I clicked the camera. It caught my attention, because of its light color, dark beak and small size. This gull took offense to the AMERICAN COOT foraging right ‘next door’ and kept chasing it away, although it didn’t mind a big fellow gull on its other side. The small gull became my birder nemesis, because I can’t id it from any of my bird books. Hopefully a savvy gull expert will ease the suspense. Then I had to baffle about the flat, dying tule section right under the Crescent bridge. This occurred over a very short period. The other tule areas are not effected that way. So what happened to this section? It was a favored hang out for MALLARDS, EGRETS, GREEN HERON.
It was surprising to see a group of 10 female COMMON GOLDENEYES with only 1 male~ that’s quite a sizable harem to attend to. Did the other males already migrate? And talking about migration that reminds me to tell you: The previous President’s policy that weakened wild bird protections is revoked!!! There are still some issues that need to be ironed out, but the main thrust got yanked. With this good news I wish you chirpy well until we connect again~ jane