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...came the loud report of a 12 gauge shotgun. To call the jerk a birdbrain would be to compliment him. From the only place he could be hiding he was 30 yards/meters out of range.
Bad photo, but I was looking for one where the size difference was obvious.
Mom v2.0 (Birdbrain) and the chicks, who are now 10 weeks old.
Birdbrain is our largest hen.
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One night, a Seagull had a dream ...
It dreamed it was walking along the beach with the lord of the birds. As scenes from it's short life flashed across the sky, it noticed there were birdprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of birdprints, and other times there was only one.
The seagull was bothered by this because it noticed that during the low moments of it's life - when it was suffering from sorrow, and when other seagulls got to the food first; when it was in the depths of despair - that's when there were only one set of birdprints. So the seagull said,
"Lord, why ... when I needed you the most, have you not been there for me?"
And the lord replied:
"Jonathon ... the times you have seen only one set of birdprints is when I was away doing other things like, oh, flying, and eating, and shagging other seagulls. And by the way ... I'm not the lord, birdbrain. My name is LORNE. So quit following me already! It looks weird."
SEE MY SPAN
Port Stanley, Ontario
September 2008
Seemingly simple things can amaze us, but only if we take a moment to appreciate them. As my long-suffering wife and children can attest, one of my simple, guilty pleasures is watching seagulls fly. Sure, they’re dirty, disease-carrying annoyances. And they sometimes steal my kids’ hot dogs. But when you watch them in flight, you can't help but marvel at the subtle yet incredible level of control that they have over their domain.
We often marvel at the engineering magic of an airplane, but no smoke-spewing 737 can hold a candle to the way a usually-ignored birdbrain can ever so slightly curve a wingtip and change direction almost via telepathy.
The next time you're out in the back yard or sitting on the beach, I hope you'll take the time to take in the show. I think you'll be impressed.
www.flickr.com/photos/planetrobotica/albums/7217772031552...
The Sonic Robotic Collective of Planet Robotica:
DJ Gorillatron aka Rillatron aka Rilla aka G-Tron
Mixmaster Mechamonky aka The Funk Monk
MC Boombot aka MC Boom
MC Mic-Check aka Chek-1-2
Graffiomatic aka Armz
B-bot Breakatron aka Take 5
MC Speakerbot aka The Noise
MC Birdbrāin aka Autopilot
B-bot Blastoff aka Pocket Rockit
MC Big Bull aka Bulldozatron
B-bot I’m A Chickenbot aka Clucks
MC Raptorbot aka Lil’ Rex
The C.A.T. aka 9000 Lives
MC Eightarms aka Doc Octavious
A bird sits atop the Jan Hus Memorial, on the Old Town Square (Staroměstské náměstí), with the starry spires of the Church of Our Lady before Týn (Kostel Matky Boží před Týnem) in the background.