This is the 15th year of continuous daily publication for 365Caws. All things considered, it's likely it will be the last year as it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to find interesting material. However, I hope that I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world with my natural history posts, or encouraged a novice weaver or needleworker. If so, I've done what I set out to do.
Wednesday, March 30, 2022
Pacific Wren, Troglodytes Pacificus
Day 168: These dear little birds are difficult to spot, elusive and extraordinarily hard to photograph and, arguably, are one of the most vociferous species to be found in our local forests. Pacific Wren has only recently been given status as separate from Winter Wren (Troglodytes pacificus and T. troglodytes respectively). Smaller than a sparrow or junco, they have a rounder outline (a "birb," if you will). They love to hide in brush piles and thickets and, as this individual will attest, they often nest behind a curtain of moss overhanging a shady rock face. It is their vocalization which gives their presence away, or as I often say, "How can that little tiny bird hold so much song?" It goes on forever, rising and falling like the final grand aria in an opera. The singer's secret is held in its breathing apparatus, the syrinx. This double-chambered organ allows birds to sound notes while inhaling or exhaling, similar to the circular breathing practiced by players of the didgeridoo. While this isn't a particularly good photo of Wrenny, it is one of very few I have been allowed to take of a species which holds a very special place in my heart.
Labels:
hiking,
Pacific Wren,
Pack Forest,
Troglodytes pacificus
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