There are also quite a number of red shafter flickers making the rounds–they look like woodpeckers. The geese were flying south Saturday evening as the sun set…

I wish mankind would learn a few lessons from nature but apparently we know it all. Maybe we would’nt be destroying ourselves and our precious environment.

It’s called bird poo. It is really ok to say “poo” on the Boise Guardian site. As a matter of fact I think the G-man encourages it. I love the ducks and geese and other birds so much I pay scant attention to the poo. As a matter of fact, I have almost quit hunting them. I let a magnificent rooster pheasant go last week out hunting because he was so shiny, handsome and big. My dog looked at me like I was nuts. Bird poo is a small inconvenience to pay for so much wildlife to enjoy in our urban backyard. I love the deer herd on the Greenbelt too.

Guardian, you’ve illustrated one more NICE aspect of bicycle-as-transportation. Pracically every weekday day, I ride along a stretch of the Greenbelt when I’m homeward bound. On some days, the herds of Canada Geese are so thick I have to go quite slow, and weave my way through ’em. (Shades of “The Birds”!) Unfortunately, Canada geese generate a lot of… um, uh… “by-product” that gets deposited on the pathway and all over the grass. That’s my only complaint.

Do they taste like chicken? The thought has occurred to me that I could “harvest” a fat Canada goose, if I carried a golf club and whacked one of ’em in the head. (Just kidding, of course.)

There are a half-dozen or so good-size mule deer that seem to have set up housekeeping in the wooded area right behind Kathryn Albertson Park (between the park and the railroad-trestle-converted-to-greenbelt). I see ’em a couple times a week as I ride toward Garden Street. I’m sure if I stopped for a moment, I could spot ’em every day.

The motorists – zooming by a block away – are enjoying their heaters and cell phones and such… but I’d sure never trade places with ’em.