Give a Hoot!
Welcome to our blog where we will offer commentary and reviews on various topics related to conservation, sustainability, and whatever else we think our members might “give a hoot” about!
This is the first blog of Liz Melville’s “Notes from a Beginning Birder” series. She invites your thoughts and comments.
A Door has Opened
My new Merlin Bird Application that I downloaded onto my phone has opened a door to a whole new world for me. Birding, which before Merlin seemed too hard, is now exciting and accessible.
Slow Down, Slow Down, Slow Down.
by Liz Melville
This is my new mantra that I am committed to repeating this year. I wish to live at a pace that allows me to see the birds and the trees, and to be present for my loved ones. A hard ask for my ADD brain.
This Week’s Focus: Try to Buy and Give Extraordinary, Ordinary Presents
by Liz Melville
Every year I say, “I am going to buy less.” And most years, I still feel pressure to buy more. It is as if I need to prove my love to my family and friends. I worry that if I don’t do enough they will be disappointed or worse, feel like I don’t care.
Goal for over the holidays: Waste less food
by Liz Melville
Who wouldn't want a tidy, clean kitchen and an organized refrigerator? Who wouldn't want a plan for shopping, cooking, and meals? Who wouldn't want to avoid food waste?
These seem like simple, easy accomplishable goals. But for me, they are hard. I have had issues with organization and clutter for as long as I can remember. The back corners of my refrigerator often contain green, slimy things and odd items bought for special recipes. I save what I don’t want to eat until it is no longer edible and then throw it away.
Welcome to Small Change
by Liz Melville
This week, I am showcasing and celebrating the work of the Inland Northwest Land Conservancy (INLC), the Spokane Audubon Society (SAS), and the power created when organizations and individuals with shared values work together.
Notes from a Beginning Birder: Chasing False Idols through the Woods
I was looking and listening for birds as I walked on a trail through a small patch of woods near my parents' assisted living facility. But every time I heard a bird call, their song would be drowned out by the thunderous rumbling of an overhead plane, the whirling, and whooshing of a car, or the banging of a hammer and grinding of a saw from a nearby construction site. While I knew there were birds in these trees, I was unlikely to hear them.
Then, much to my delight, perhaps only thirty feet in front of me, I spotted a pileated woodpecker perched on an old cedar tree. I couldn't believe my luck -- I was in a noisy city and seeing this beautiful woodpecker for the first time.