Bird Notes, Part 2, v659
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G eats it. 5 or 6 feet, hammered it some more and gulped it down without interference from Brownie who was more interested in meal-worms. Anthropormorphic analysis of B's behavior. Those are the bare facts. In my anthropomorphic naivete, naturally I see in this, on the part of Brownie, a teasing spirit of play, and some pique - and a mild disappointment at inability to work the trick successfully the second time. In my present state of ingenuous simplicity I am not much concerned as to what preordained pattern this particular episode fits into, or what precise local vortex of sub-atomic energy in the primitive nebula (from which our solar system evolved) was ear-marked, tagged and kept intact through the ages to become at this day, hour and minute, the manifestation of rhythm just witnessed. Strong wind does not stop singing. 6:15 P.M. A rather strong southerly wind blowing into the glade most of the day. The thrashers spent most of the time there notwithstanding, on or near the ground, singing sub-song over a long period of time in the aggregate. Fine imitations of meadow lark and thrush all day. about 5. The sky was threatening rain. Air temperature at mid-day continue about 66. It will be noted that the thrashers chose to occupying the glade despite an annoying wind and sang under-song as usual. At time of this note there was no wind. Sept. 18th. Early full song. Thrasher full-song was heard from the direction of the glade shortly before 6 A.M. It continued intermittently until about 7. at which time there was a longer interval and the song was repeated at increasing distances toward the south east. At about 7:45 I went over to Dr. Reynolds'. A thrasher was scripping about 50 feet south of his house and another about 150 feet northwest of it in a pine. Nothing more was heard until just as I passed in front of the Robinson's a thrasher was heard calling in the garden. I called and two thrashers appeared in the bushes and one of them ate pyracantha berries--the first time I have seen them eat fruit of any They eat berries--first time seen.