Blue Falcon
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
For Icarus Lovely Blue Falcon Who stayed for a year I lost you forever I wish you’d be here! Children stopped playing When he stood on my glove Listened to stories Of the birds I love. Hawks with crushed wings From gunshot and wire They all come to me Exhausted and tired. Satin winged eagles [...]
Read more ...Shot Hawk
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
Tom Clayton was inspired to write this poem after he and his wife Mary Lou visited Vasquez Rocks County Park in Los Angeles County, California. Here a group of park rangers care for injured raptors and other birds. The photo below, taken by Mr. Clayton, is a Red-shouldered Hawk, who was shot by an unknown [...]
Read more ...Hurt Hawks
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, The wing trails like a banner in defeat, No more to use the sky forever but live with famine And pain a few days: cat nor coyote Will shorten the week of waiting for death, there is game without talons. He stands under the [...]
Read more ...The Eagle Repair Shop
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
by Danny Siegel Printed with permission of the author Sigrid Ueblacker repairs eagles. And hawks and owls and falcons and other birds of prey. There have been a couple of thousand she has taken care of since 1981, nearly all of them victims of gunshots or traps or poisons or other unfortunate encounters with human [...]
Read more ...American Earth
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
From Elke to Mom and all the birds released, and yet to be released, spring 2003 You shall know the night – its space, its light, and its music. You shall see earth sink in darkness and the universe appear. No roof shall shut you from the presence of the moon. You shall see mountains [...]
Read more ...By a Volunteer
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
It all began very innocently. My early morning hike on December 3, 2002 started out like any other. The cold crisp air, the crunch of the trail gravel under my feet, and a distant coyote searching for his breakfast all set the scene. Being a birder, I had my binoculars in hand just in case [...]
Read more ...Purdue’s Babies (Update)
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
They’re doing well! (If you missed the first part of this story, you can read it HERE) I suppose I didn’t read the fine print when I entered into my agreement with Purdue. She remained gentle and was proud of the new white fluffy life under her body, but she never attempted to feed the [...]
Read more ...Purdue’s Babies
September 8, 2005 Filed under Stories
On March 25th 2004 two cold Great Horned Owl eggs were brought to our Foundation. The parents had begun to set up household on a ledge of a new construction site. Each morning when the construction crew arrived,the parents fled to a tree near the building and waited until evening to return to their eggs. Each day the eggs remained cold until evening when the crew left. Concerned workers contacted us. Our female Barred Owl had been incubating her own infertile eggs for quite some time. Purdue is a gentle, un-releasable owl that enjoys plenty of attention during her incubation time. After lots of head-scratching and assurance, I smuggled the new eggs under her warm and soft body…
Freedom in the Air
September 7, 2005 Filed under Stories
The Story of an Eagle Release Sometimes something miserable, sordid and cruel can transform into a pure and wonderful thing of almost spiritual proportions. The story of Freedom, the Golden Eagle, is such a case. Can anything be more free-spirited than a golden eagle high in the sky? Wheeling and soaring on thermals, an eagle [...]
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