Sunday, January 13, 2013
Canaries and a Quickie
The bird on the left, above, and below is a full non-intensive yellow. Many people think of this as the epitome of a canary, but really . . . green is the standard. The yellow bird sports a blue band which the breeder informs me was placed because it is a male. I have yet to hear it sing to confirm.
Eventually I'm to sell one of these birds to my co-worker, but they are in somewhat of a quarantine right now, as I make sure they are healthy, and figure out which are males, based on their singing. A few have started to sing, but nothing like the birds I used to have. Well, eventually I plan to breed them, so I may have to do a bit of selective breeding and make sure I have some singers.
After the fair we drove down the river, through Waubasha. There is a quaint pub there that Rich and I have visited before. I took him to lunch, as a thank you for taking the day off and coming with me, and driving. He is fond of dark, what I call "chewy" beer, so I encouraged him to have one, and I drove the rest of the way home. Lunch was Irish Stew on a nest of mashed potatoes, with brown bread to lap it all up. Always good! After our lunch we searched out a place to fly Sassy, who had come along for the ride, but despite sign that something lived in the woody area we were in, no rabbits or squirrels were convinced to come out and play. Sassy had to settle with cold, pocket food. She didn't seem to mind too much.