Monday, March 31, 2014
I saw a bird fly backwards
It was gorgeous yesterday morning, stunning until the wind came up and shredded all the lovely clouds.
The wind was so strong it was difficult to stand still or walk, the dust kicked up on the horizon and I literally saw a bird fly backwards.
The little house finches that built a nest under our roof had difficulties reaching their chicks. If they'd flown with the wind they would have been smashed against the inside lip of the roof. Instead they dove down to about ten feet away from their nest and then flew as hard as they could away from their nest into the wind. With this method the wind slowly and safely pushed them to their nest. The were flying - backwards.