Category: animals

Apps I like: Merlin Bird ID

One way I know I’m getting old? It’s not the mysterious knee pain (self-inflicted, if we’re being honest). It’s when I download a bird identification app with multiple gigabytes of data and get excited about it.

I’m not joking! Recently, I excitedly told my wife, “ohhh, there’s a house finch in the backyard.” She gave me a savage eye roll that’s usually reserved for the best of my dad jokes.

But hear me out: Merlin Bird ID is actually ridiculously cool!

The app, made by the Cornell Lab of Ornithology, has a sound ID feature that’s basically Shazam for birds. You hit record, point your phone vaguely skyward, and it tells you exactly what’s making noise around you in real time! It’s pretty neat to watch the spectrogram light up as different birds chime in, each one getting identified and added to your list.

I’ve lived in this house for years, and had no idea we had more than a dozen birds just chit chatting out back: we’re talking Black Phoebes, Dark-eyed Juncos, House Finches, White-throated Sparrows, Golden-crowned Sparrows, Yellow-rumped Warblers, California Scrub-jays. Oh, and fucking crows.

The app is completely free and works offline once you download your region’s bird pack, and now I’m that person who stops mid-conversation because “Oh wait, do you hear that? That’s a Chestnut-backed Chickadee!”

My kids think I’ve lost it. Benson is confused why our walks now involve me holding my phone in the air like I’m trying to find cell service. But whatever, I can now identify the difference between an American Crow and a Common Raven!

Steer clear of those crows

A crow perched on our roof, looking at me wearily.

A frequent sound around our house lately has been an intense banging on the roof. It honestly sounds like someone has climbed up there and decided to hammer away for fun.

Curiosity finally got the better of me, and I grabbed a ladder to investigate. When I reached the top, I discovered the source of the obnoxious noises: an aggressive crow trying to crack open a walnut. We have a flat roof, so apparently it’s a perfect landing spot / walnut abuse space for them. I made a few attempts to shoo it away, waving my hands wildly and making all sorts of strange noises. The crow looked unimpressed and returned to its task.

I figured a more creative approach was needed, so I turned to the garden hose. Thankfully, no neighbors were around to question why I was suddenly watering the roof. The water seemed to have worked, as the crow took flight, leaving behind its walnut. Victory!

Or maybe not. I recently read about how long crows hold a grudge.

From a NY Times article, “If You Think You Can Hold a Grudge, Consider the Crow“, published in October 2024:

Renowned for their intelligence, crows can mimic human speech, use tools and gather for what seem to be funeral rites when a member of their murder, as groups of crows are known, dies or is killed. They can identify and remember faces, even among large crowds.

They also tenaciously hold grudges. When a murder of crows singles out a person as dangerous, its wrath can be alarming, and can be passed along beyond an individual crow’s life span of up to a dozen or so years, creating multigenerational grudges.

Oh, cool! This must explain all the aggressive cawing I hear from the trees as I walk to kids to school each morning.

Update (2024-05-24): I have video of these punks! Watch out.

 

Tapped out!

We had a bunch of kiddos over for a birthday party yesterday and Benson is just done.