tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post7411770943761593448..comments2024-03-27T06:48:56.874-05:00Comments on The Brownstone Birding Blog: Does This Day Have To Come To An End?Larryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17955054342034509500noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-63416484550062154462007-09-05T05:30:00.000-05:002007-09-05T05:30:00.000-05:00What a beautiful place and an even more beautiful ...What a beautiful place and an even more beautiful day Larry. So glad it was so enjoyable.Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14057094040409159429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-46175268794636673052007-09-05T05:22:00.000-05:002007-09-05T05:22:00.000-05:00ruthiej-Didn't take much too have fun-did it?Mary-...ruthiej-Didn't take much too have fun-did it?<BR/><BR/>Mary-neighborhoods do change over the years.-Not always what they once were.-Yes there was plenty of physical activity-not as much any more unless you play team sports.<BR/><BR/>dzugman-I agree-it was a blast!<BR/><BR/>Cathy-When you're a kid-rich is a state of mind.<BR/><BR/>Dana-Pileateds are fairly common in Connecticut, but you have to go to certain habitat to find them-they can be shy too-Ravens are definitely interesting birds.Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17955054342034509500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-30479174596618440912007-09-05T00:02:00.000-05:002007-09-05T00:02:00.000-05:00And I grew up "poor" but didn't know it until we w...And I grew up "poor" but didn't know it until we weren't anymore!Hanley Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07363108115499781703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-5695766410755776122007-09-05T00:00:00.000-05:002007-09-05T00:00:00.000-05:00I never knew ravens were so interesting to watch. ...I never knew ravens were so interesting to watch. But then, I had never gotten to really observe them before our little vacation!<BR/><BR/>I am jealous you got to see pileated woodpeckers. They are just starting to make their re-appearance here in NE. I hope they will one day be common enough that sightings don't make it on the rare bird alert for our state!Hanley Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07363108115499781703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-39888117967674381182007-09-04T14:59:00.000-05:002007-09-04T14:59:00.000-05:00That was a lovely walk, Larry - both the birding a...That was a lovely walk, Larry - both the birding and the look back at your childhood.<BR/><BR/>I, too, grew up in a home where there were many children and not much money. It wouldn't have occurred to us that we were poor. Our riches were like yours - the natural places we explored and the friends who accompanied us on those adventures.Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00548755592157386484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-52230060335856551652007-09-04T13:28:00.000-05:002007-09-04T13:28:00.000-05:00No one can tell me that the 60s and 70s weren't th...No one can tell me that the 60s and 70s weren't the absolute best time to grow up. Things were changing, but nowhere near as frenetically as now; it was safer (in the burbs and smaller cities, anyway) and quieter. Life was all about playing outside with your friends and siblings, enjoying the sunshine and the rain, and just being a kid. Now it's all cellphones and computers and "busy busy busy."dguzmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-87865481591379899482007-09-04T13:08:00.000-05:002007-09-04T13:08:00.000-05:00Larry, your walk sounds so refreshing! Your descr...Larry, your walk sounds so refreshing! Your descriptions of the rw blackbirds and blue jays is dead on.<BR/><BR/>I haven't seen the house I grew up in for about 20 years. It's not in a very good part of the city. What was a nice neighborhood is now dangerous, I'm afraid.<BR/><BR/>Like you, I didn't realize we were a bit poor. We had most of what we needed but not everything we wanted. The childhoods we experienced were loaded with physical activity and fun - our imaginations were wild. Every day was a new adventure - usually outdoors with friends. No cell phones, text messaging, computers, cars. We walked. Those were the days.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02040099513110890878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-13115781531453267902007-09-03T21:56:00.000-05:002007-09-03T21:56:00.000-05:00Hi Larry, (I accidentally deleted my comment, so I...Hi Larry, <BR/>(I accidentally deleted my comment, so I'll try again)<BR/>This was an interesting post--especially the part about you driving past your childhood home and the memories you had. I was just thinking about this myself yesterday and how as an adult I realized our family was "poor" in a monetary sense when we were growing up. I never felt under-privileged or deprived because all of our neighborhood playmates were pretty much in the same boat. We all wore hand-me-downs and made our own fun. A really big deal was coming up with 25 cents and riding our bikes uptown to buy a can of cold Shasta grape pop. Those were definitely the good old days!RuthieJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663411478574192825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-32717027147919139802007-09-03T20:46:00.000-05:002007-09-03T20:46:00.000-05:00Patrice-thanks-Don't put the beauty of nature on h...Patrice-thanks-Don't put the beauty of nature on hold-seize the day!<BR/><BR/>uth-You're right-material things are not that important--but it's hard to pass them up when they fall in to your lap.Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17955054342034509500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-88208707559871361142007-09-03T20:25:00.000-05:002007-09-03T20:25:00.000-05:00The birds are moving out here. The RW Blackbirds a...The birds are moving out here. The RW Blackbirds are gone and other than finches and chickadees, things sound pretty quiet in the bush. I moved many, many times as a child. I was looking at pictures of my 4th birthday party when we lived in Pembroke ON. The house was old and shabby, lightbulbs at end of an electrical cord. But I didn't notice or remember that. Material things are not that important.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15892804871759397018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-9221030747302476632007-09-03T20:22:00.000-05:002007-09-03T20:22:00.000-05:00And I'm thankful for you and your posts, Larry. I...And I'm thankful for you and your posts, Larry. I know what you mean about wishing for more free time to enjoy nature, wishing that it would last longer. And when I can't get out I turn to your blog. And yes, there will be more days...Patricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04348924537589754456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-6597711766396043572007-09-03T20:00:00.000-05:002007-09-03T20:00:00.000-05:00Tom-I like that line of thinking!Tom-I like that line of thinking!Larryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17955054342034509500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8147631697089273467.post-41334529131113836772007-09-03T19:56:00.000-05:002007-09-03T19:56:00.000-05:00To bad we can't mess with time and reset it to liv...To bad we can't mess with time and reset it to live over again! Fall is almost here and birds are already moving!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com