tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143742537514581543.post8044265648365419388..comments2024-03-25T13:29:43.845-07:00Comments on A Year's Risings with Mary Oliver: Prince Buzzard - January 9, 2010LoraKim Joynerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143742537514581543.post-64239245022744209942011-01-10T14:16:54.517-08:002011-01-10T14:16:54.517-08:00I used to consider coots, snipes as a child. Being...I used to consider coots, snipes as a child. Being knowledgeable of waterfowl growing up hunting duck and geese in Lower Klammath. <br /><br />I considered them the opposite (a photographer's negative) of ducks but not due to their color. It was because during the days we set out on the lake in a 14' flat bottom Valco with the power of forty horses it illegally really moved out. <br /><br />It was these days we were there to observe, not hunt, that I noticed the coots unique behavior when I tried to run them down in my tiny aluminum boat. Ducks jumped up and flew as I approached. Coots seemed inherently smart enough to know I was an above water threat. The Coots would either swim away and if they had to, at the very last second "duck" and swim underwater away from my boat.<br /><br />It was their common nomenclature and their behave hora of action as the reason I assigned them such a personal, important, unique and grand adjectives.<br /><br />black and oppositewhohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17685473418191606910noreply@blogger.com