I had nothing in particular on my mind until I read your post. I love your bird musings - and really want to know about the seminar you mentioned. Finding your media persona sounds super interesting to me and I’d love to attend if it is available to the general public. Is it? 🤞🤞
People see colors differently or, in the case of color blindness, don't see them. Maybe whoever named this bird saw a shade of purple. My daughter and I have always occasionally disagreed about shades of color, or underlying colors. I'm worried that in St Louis County we're supposed to get up to 76 degrees today, Feb. 26. While the warm weather means I can open up my windows and get some much needed fresh air, it is also a sign of climate change.
Your question feels so Orwellian- so much like the whole world we live in now- we see one thing and others tell us we're wrong, that it's actually something else. Like the happy little tourist event that just became a bit over zealous on January 6th. So here's my take. Forget what others tell us. We know in our guts what is true and what isn't. And for the psycho who named the Purple Finch, I have four words for you: Get. Your. Eyes. Checked. Mama ain't playin' anymore.
I miss sitting outside (or inside) and watching all the different types of birds. I had lots of birdseed, and I have a GREAT recipe for suet using peanut butter and oats. Edible too! The birds, squirrels and every creature outside loved it. Me too.
Haha! I doubt that anything could impede your personal progress, at least not for long.
Somehow reminded me of the time when my young and perhaps literal-minded Midwestern nieces and nephew came to visit me in the Bay Area years ago, excited to be in California but so appalled to see that the Golden Gate Bridge is not, in fact, golden! (It’s of course that reddish shade that’s actually quite pleasing, when the disappointment passes!)
I’ve often thought this as well, why so many bird descriptions are off, also tree descriptions (Eastern Red Bud tree, has red leaves and pink buds/flowers!) 😄🤔 and I’ve attributed it to the persons inability to describe it accurately and or colored blindness. Whoever’s in that job position of assigning the name & description, we get what their perception is 🙃
It can be confusing when things don't match our expectations, like the color of purple finches. This discrepancy might challenge our perceptions, but it also offers an opportunity to explore the complexity and diversity of the natural world. Embracing these unexpected discoveries can enrich our understanding and appreciation of the world around us, even if it means adjusting our preconceptions.
Me too! Who could ever forget a name like "tufted titmouse?" In fact, I insist that you refer to me only as such from now on.
Also, I will never be able to tell the difference between a house finch and a purple finch. I'm pretty sure they can't either.
My bird book described those finches as “sparrows dipped in raspberry juice!!” Love it💕💕
Marissa, I have identified the 25, or 30, or 35 different kinds of birds that come to my feeder.
However, the very next day after I identify them all I forget every them all except for Tufted Titmouses, Blue Jays and Robbins.
I think the purple finch is deliberately encouraging you to demonstrate radical acceptance. xo
I had nothing in particular on my mind until I read your post. I love your bird musings - and really want to know about the seminar you mentioned. Finding your media persona sounds super interesting to me and I’d love to attend if it is available to the general public. Is it? 🤞🤞
Thanks so much for all your delicious writing!!
People see colors differently or, in the case of color blindness, don't see them. Maybe whoever named this bird saw a shade of purple. My daughter and I have always occasionally disagreed about shades of color, or underlying colors. I'm worried that in St Louis County we're supposed to get up to 76 degrees today, Feb. 26. While the warm weather means I can open up my windows and get some much needed fresh air, it is also a sign of climate change.
Your question feels so Orwellian- so much like the whole world we live in now- we see one thing and others tell us we're wrong, that it's actually something else. Like the happy little tourist event that just became a bit over zealous on January 6th. So here's my take. Forget what others tell us. We know in our guts what is true and what isn't. And for the psycho who named the Purple Finch, I have four words for you: Get. Your. Eyes. Checked. Mama ain't playin' anymore.
I miss sitting outside (or inside) and watching all the different types of birds. I had lots of birdseed, and I have a GREAT recipe for suet using peanut butter and oats. Edible too! The birds, squirrels and every creature outside loved it. Me too.
Haha! I doubt that anything could impede your personal progress, at least not for long.
Somehow reminded me of the time when my young and perhaps literal-minded Midwestern nieces and nephew came to visit me in the Bay Area years ago, excited to be in California but so appalled to see that the Golden Gate Bridge is not, in fact, golden! (It’s of course that reddish shade that’s actually quite pleasing, when the disappointment passes!)
🪶💝 Monday musings, delightful way to start the week! 😄
Dear Marissa: You. Read. My. Mind!
I’ve often thought this as well, why so many bird descriptions are off, also tree descriptions (Eastern Red Bud tree, has red leaves and pink buds/flowers!) 😄🤔 and I’ve attributed it to the persons inability to describe it accurately and or colored blindness. Whoever’s in that job position of assigning the name & description, we get what their perception is 🙃
It can be confusing when things don't match our expectations, like the color of purple finches. This discrepancy might challenge our perceptions, but it also offers an opportunity to explore the complexity and diversity of the natural world. Embracing these unexpected discoveries can enrich our understanding and appreciation of the world around us, even if it means adjusting our preconceptions.
Good morning! What's the thought that's holding you back? Maybe talking it out will help clear your mind and get you back on track for your classes.
Probably named by a man. As a tetrochromat myself, I say this with pity more than censure.
Doesn’t matter what color they are: Lucy will sit in the window and chatter at them while dreaming of chasing them off the balcony .