Please join the San Vito Bird Club for an escorted and free-of-charge morning birdwalk on Sunday, Aug. 24th. Meet at the Recepcion Office at 7am (I will be there at 6am if you are up and energetic).
Binoculars and expertise available as needed.
We’re at the close of August. Seasonal migrant birds from the northern latitudes are sure to be arriving in the coming months. But each year we see some early arrivals*. We’ll keep our eyes open for them. Black and White Warblers, American Redstarts, Prothonotary Warblers, Red-eyed Vireos are possible.
*It’s just like when you throw a dinner party and you tell the guests to arrive at your house at 6pm; inevitably a couple will show up at 5pm…and then stay until after midnight.
On Saturday, July 19th a group of about twenty-five thoughtful, robust and dedicated citizens of Coto Brus put their shoulders together and began work on a most worthy goal; the creation of a forest in a spot where a forest does not currently exist.
Under the guidance of David Rodriguez Arias and Lilly Briggs and their Asociación Ambiental Finca Cántaros (AAFC), over 150 small trees were planted in a tract of pasture that will soon become part of the Bosque Magico.
To paraphrase 16th century writer John Heywood, ‘You can’t see the forest…yet…but keep watching and you will.’
This is a humor article. Not ‘ha-ha’ humor but vitreous humor…which is that gooey stuff inside your eyeball.
Your vitreous humor contains collagen fibers and as you age, those fibers sometimes become ghost-like images that you can see as they float around your retina; hence their common name…FLOATERS.
Thanks to FLOATERS, I sometimes see Swifts where there ain’t no Swifts when birding.
On a 1-10 scale of things to worry about, this ranks a 1.
The Council of Birds met and decided that a King of the Birds must crowned, both to increase greater efficiency of bird affairs and because all the birds had been expressing a desire for a King. Birds, it seems, just like people needed someone to look up to.
A general meeting of all the birds was held and nominations for King were opened up to all.
The first candidate to fly up to the podium was the Harpy Eagle.
‘My fellow birds, I am the obvious choice for King. I am the biggest, strongest and most impressive of all the birds. No one would dare to challenge any of my rulings.’
The Harpy Eagle then went on to give a long speech, listing what he would do to improve their lives, how he would go about doing it and trying to energize the vast audience with his words.
Next, the Resplendent Quetzal flew up to the podium and addressed the throng:
‘I am clearly the most beautiful of all the birds. Who could be but overwhelmed with pure awe when in my presence.’
The Quetzal then proceeded to give an even longer speech to the gathered crowd.
The Scarlet Macaw next flew up to the podium.
‘I am the wisest of all birds. My knowledge and wisdom are known to you all.’
The macaw then gave an even longer speech than the other two.
At the end of the macaw’s speech, the three candidates met together to debate the issues and to see which of them should be the victorious candidate. During this lengthy debate period, the vast gathering of birds patiently waited but soon became restless and bored; bored with the talk, bored with sitting around and bored with the process in general.
At this point, the Tropical Kingbird flew up to the podium.
‘My friends,’ said the TK. ‘We all have our lives to live and we all wish to get back to them, eh? So if you’re all agreed, I will be your new King of the Birds. Call me if there is anything I can do for you.’
All of the birds in attendance unanimously threw up their wings as high as they could and with great gusto and glee cheered the Tropical Kingbird as their new King.
The Tropical Kingbird almost never got any calls to do anything, since the rest of the birds got along just fine on their own. And everyone…except the Harpy Eagle, the Resplendent Quetzal and the Scarlet Macaw…lived happily ever after.
San Vito Bird Club 
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