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2798. wonkers2 - 3/26/2005 2:41:42 PM Separating the Elite From the Chaff, the Rabble From the Rich and Famous Here. 2799. thoughtful - 3/26/2005 9:54:32 PM Nice shot ronski....love the black & white contrast 2800. Magoseph - 3/27/2005 12:14:32 AM Amusing article, Won! 2801. PelleNilsson - 3/27/2005 9:02:51 AM Spring is here at last although we still have a lot of snow around. The last couple of days we have had sun and 10-15C (50-60F) Yesterday we heard the nice cadences of this fellow, Sweden's favourite bird, for the first time this year.
 2802. thoughtful - 3/27/2005 4:06:44 PM pelle...the picture isn't showing on my machine...
wah! 2803. PelleNilsson - 3/27/2005 8:09:09 PM Sorry about that. It showed on my box but I didn't notice it was nonlinkable. Here he is again (and it is a he, vide the yellow beak):
 2804. Magoseph - 3/27/2005 10:51:43 PM I wonder why I see your first picture and Thoughtful can't see it, Pelle? 2805. wonkers2 - 3/28/2005 12:02:01 AM What's the name of the bird? 2806. Magoseph - 3/28/2005 2:22:07 AM This site has a bird that looks like Pelle's bird 2807. Magoseph - 3/28/2005 2:51:02 AM Another site for a Blackbird 2808. judithathome - 3/28/2005 5:24:42 AM 2806 made me snicker. 2809. The Summer Woman - 3/28/2005 5:37:39 AM Blackbird, sing... 2810. jayackroyd - 3/28/2005 8:00:05 AM My favorite black european bird is the
chough
Saw them in Switzerland some time ago. 2811. Macnas - 3/29/2005 9:01:57 AM I know this should be in the poetry thread, but it is one of my very favourites and, while worthy in its own right, is very topical: The Blackbird Of Derrycairn
Stop, stop and listen for the bough top
Is whistling and the sun is brighter
Than God's own shadow in the cup now
Forget the hour bell. Mournful matins
Will sound as well, Patric, at nightfall.
Faintly through mist of broken water
Fionn heard my melody in Norway,
He found the forest track he brought back
This beak to gild the branch and tell there
Why men must welcome in the daylight.
He loved the breeze that warns the black grouse,
The shout of gillies in the morning
When packs are counted and the swans cloud
Loch Erne, but more than all those voices,
My throat rejoicing from the hawthorn.
In little cells behind a cashel,
Patric, no handbell has a glad sound,
But knowledge is found among the branches.
Listen! The song that shakes my feathers
Will thong the leather of your satchels.
Stop, stop and listen for the bough top
Is whistling . . .
2812. Magoseph - 3/29/2005 3:34:44 PM Could be topical in Religion and Philosophy, Mac. 2813. ronski - 3/29/2005 5:22:11 PM There was a blackbird at one the feeders this morning. I have never seen one at a feeder before. 2814. wonkers2 - 3/29/2005 9:43:48 PM  Purple Grackle--elegant blackbird at my feeder yesterday
2815. thoughtful - 3/29/2005 10:08:34 PM i hate grackles and starlings....junkie birds in my book
2816. thoughtful - 3/29/2005 10:10:39 PM For a pretty black bird, you can't beat a red winged
 2817. Magoseph - 3/29/2005 10:19:57 PM Wonk, that is a great picture you took, my friend. thoughtful, we have this bird here. Flexy says we have these birds here because of the river and the swamps.
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