Chestnut -Collared Longspur (Draw a Bird Day)
boundless blue, rimmed by
far horizons–an ocean
of windswept grass—wings
rise above the waves,
singing in constellations
of sky-feathered light
My choka envisions the American prairie as it once was–a diverse grassland ecosystem ideally suited to its variable climate, supporting hundreds of species, including migratory ones like monarchs. Less than one percent of the original prairie remains, its deep rooted grasses and wildflowers–as many as 200 different species per acre–replaced by suburban lawns and huge farms that grow only a few different crops, crops that lack the ability to replenish the soil and protect against drought. You only need to read about the Dust Bowl to see the results of destroying the native ecology.
Species that have mostly disappeared from the American prairie include bison, foxes, ferrets, elk, wolves, pumas, grizzly bears, beavers, prairie dogs, numerous insects, and all kinds of birds–prairie birds have suffered greater population losses than any bird group in North America.
The chestnut-collared longspur, like many prairie birds, eats seeds from native plants, and walks or runs along the ground to flush and capture insects to eat as well. It particularly like grasshoppers. Its name comes from the extra-long hind claws which help to navigate the uneven ground. Longspurs spend the summer in the northern prairies of the United States and Canada, and winter in southwest grasslands in the US and Mexico.
you’ve drawn so much movement in that flight of the Longspur
p.s. I’ve read a lot on the dustbowl – especially vivid are Sanora Babb’s books e.g. ‘whose names are unknown’
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Thanks Laura. I don’t know that book, but I’ll look for it.
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she was ready to publish it just as Steinbeck’s ‘Grapes of Wrath’ hit the bookstores
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That’s an interesting article. I’m sure the same thing happens in all the arts today–books, theater, painting. Imitation is rampant, but everyone wants to be “first”. In this case there was no imitation, but the timing was wrong for her to get the recognition she deserved. Also not enough friends in high places…
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and she got there in the end 🙂
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Yes, that’s a good ending.
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Kerfe, this drawing of a chestnut-collared longspur is lovely. Your chōka really spoke to me. The prairie has been devasted by farming and cattle ranching. Now climate change will further affect the region.
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Thanks Colleen. That’s true–there are groups working to try to restore some prairie lands, but I fear it’s too late, as with so many other things.
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That seems to be the case (too little, too late) with many things, these days.
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A beautiful poem and your drawings, too.
More than sad the devastation, and the loss of that “ocean of windswept grass.”
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Thanks Merril. It is. We can imagine it, but we will never know it.
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You’re welcome. Very true.
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Beautiful poem and drawings. Sad recounting of irreversible losses. We’ll never see for ourselves that ocean of grass.
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Sadly, no. Thanks D.
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Why we have to muck up paradise remains a mystery. WTF are we thinking to rationalize it’s ok?
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Money. It’s all about money.
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I LOVE your choka! It moves so beautifully. I didn’t realize that agribusiness is engaging in the same farming methods that led to the Dust Bowl.
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Thanks Liz. The pioneers at least had an excuse–ecology was not a science then, although they could have consulted the native peoples about how to live in harmony with the land–but present day farming that is so unconcerned with the ecological destruction they wreak has no excuse. But of course they are in it for the money, now, the future be damned.
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I guess it’s called “agribusiness” for a reason.
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Gasp! These are so beautiful. Hugs on the wing.
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Thanks Teagan!
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Love the drawings!! So many of the birds are ground nesting and even with preservation of the land are in severe decline… feral cats are the primary cause – and that is all due to human irresponsibility!
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Thanks Muri. We do seem prone to such behavior…
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An excellent post, Kerfe, and I love your drawings!
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Thanks Melanie.
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Hi Kerfe, beautiful pictures of birds. You are very talented. I love your poem.
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Thanks Robbie. Birds are inspiring in every way.
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😊
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Nicely done.
A bird a day?
I wish I could do a sketch a day… LOL
(Working on four right now. No birds…)
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Well, it’s once a month. I’m out of every day practice myself…
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Still good. I don’t reach one a month. I have a very good blogger friend who does one sketch a day. Very disciplined. She says it’s like meditation for her…
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When Nina and I began the blog, 8 or 9 years ago, that’s what we tried to do. I don’t know if life has gotten more complicated, or we just became more unfocused and scattered.
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Maybe both? 😉
That particular freind inspired me two short stories and to start drawing/painting again… Which I’m very grateful for. She doesn’t quite do a sketch a day anymore, but still quite often. As you know Life is what happens while you’re making other plans… (Twain?)
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John Lennon used that quote in a song, but I don’t know the original source. But it’s true.
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So many quotes have been attributed to Mark Twain. 😉
I didn’t know Lennon had used in a song. Thanks for that.
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