


Dark spots can be seen along the edges of the wings, which is a n indication of the growth of the flight feathers underneath the covering of down. The down on the head also begins to take on a "rougher" texture around this time. Tailfeathers also start to grow but they do that very slowly indeed,. But when you watch cloesely , you can see rough edges indicating the beginning of the tailfeathers. Quite sweet I always find the rounf tummy they have in this age. Especialy in th eyoungest one this is very well visible.
This youngest one is quite a lady. I think it is a "she". She does know what she wants and she takes it! I watched her during one of the feedings. She waits for a while until the 2 big ones had their share and then she moves forward, or underneath. She grabs the pieces of food if neseccary from the beak of her sibling: pardon me but I do believe this is mine. She sure takes very well care of her self and takes what she wants! I really do like her ways!
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" We need another, and a wiser, perhaps a more mystical,
concept of animals.
Remote from universal nature and living by complicated artifice,
man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge
and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion.
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We patronize them for their incompleteness,
for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves.
And therein we err, and greatly err.
For the animal shall not be measured by man.
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In a world older and more complete than ours
they move finished and complete,
gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained,
living by voices we shall never hear.
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They are not brethren.
They are not underlings.
They are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time,
fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.”
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Henry Beston
With special thanks to:
Chris & Chad Saladin