That's my street yesterday morning . Obviously not "birding light." No. As you know, I like to bring you an occasional round-up of all the latest and best research papers in our field. So, without further ado ,not that there's been much ado as far as I know, here we go. If there has been any, then it must have been much ado about nothing. Which would be a complete waste of time. Unlike these selected gems from the top avian sources.... Gasserjunger, A und Wasserdicht, A Tidschrift für Stachmücken, Dec 2018. Internally generated semiotic schisms experienced in mixed-gender birding scenarios in the American uplands ; an empirical-hierarchical-eschatalogical study. ( Note ..this is a follow-up to similar research which took place in the American lowlands.)( Vital stuff) Huckerbuck C, Topfer F, Smith Q, Hindemith W . Nottingamshire Nature notes Aug 2018 Three things we need to know [1] Are murmurations mixed-gender? [2] If they are not, why not ? [3] What other questions are yet to be asked? [4] What questions should not be asked? ( As you can see, those four, Colin, Fenella, Quietude and Wembley, are your " down-to-earth", "no-nonsense" types you rarely encounter these days in the academic sphere) Understump W F, Scarpet B V and Shiftling T T. Avian Advances, August 2018. Suspected internal-intuitional-international schematic disorientation episodes during a 473-day penguin survey in the Baffle Islands archipelago. A multi-factorial gender-neutral approach. Note.. there were actually 3 of those 473-day expeditions running simultaneously to provide valid comparisons of the three groups ... [a] All male [2] all female and [3] 127 of each. No group knew of the existence of the other groups to avoid various things. Rumours are that those things happened anyway. Well , that's the best three of the 487 papers I have read over last year. Some of the others were awful ! Most of them actually. And boring. But those are right bangers ! Time, I think, for the music ... Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowry... Joanna Newsom... ( That means no, where I come from .... ) That means no Where I come from I am cold Out waiting for the day to come I chew my lips And I scratch my nose Feels so good to be a rose Oh don't, don't you lift me up Like I'm that shy No no no no no Just five it up There are bats all dissolving in a row Into the wishy-washy dark that can't let go I cannot let go So I thank the Lord And I thank his sword 'Tho it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored Oh, oh morning without warning like a hole And I watch you go There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road There are some dragons who were built to have and hold And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly And some great bellies ache with many bumblebees And they sting so terribly I do as I please Now I'm on my knees Your skin is something that I stir into my tea And I am watching you And you are starry, starry, starry And I'm tumbling down And I check a frown It's why I love this town Well, just look around Just see me serenaded hourly ! And celebrated sourly : Dedicated dourly Waltzing with the open sea Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie Oh will you just look at me ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The reason for me writing about those three "papers" will be explained in the next post .... Lucky You !
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