John Burroughs

Bird Stories from Burroughs (eBook, ePUB)

Sketches of Bird Life Taken from the Works of John Burroughs

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

John Burroughs' book, 'Bird Stories from Burroughs', is a collection of charming tales that delve into the fascinating world of birds, showcasing his keen observation skills and deep appreciation for nature. Written in his signature lyrical prose, the stories offer readers a window into the beauty and wonder of bird behavior, sparking a sense of awe and curiosity. Burroughs' vivid descriptions and insightful commentary make this book a delightful read for both nature enthusiasts and casual readers alike. The narratives are not only informative but also evoke a sense of wonder and admiration for the avian creatures that share our world. In the context of late 19th-century American literature, Burroughs' work stands out for its blend of scientific knowledge and poetic sensibility, resonating with the growing environmental awareness of his time. As a pioneering nature writer and conservationist, John Burroughs' deep connection with the natural world shines through in 'Bird Stories from Burroughs', making it a must-read for anyone interested in the intersection of literature and nature.

Produktdetails

• Verlag: Good Press
• Seitenzahl: 543
• Erscheinungstermin: 4. Dezember 2019
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 4057664566768
• Artikelnr.: 58756657

Autorenporträt

Locusts And Wild Honey By John BurroughsThe honey-bee goes forth from the hive in spring like the dove from Noah's ark, and it is not till after many days that she brings back the olive leaf, which in this case is a pellet of golden pollen upon each hip, usually obtained from the alder or the swamp willow. In a country where maple sugar is made the bees get their first taste of sweet from the sap as it flows from the spiles, or as it dries and is condensed upon the sides of the buckets. They will sometimes, in their eagerness, come about the boiling-place and be overwhelmed by the steam and the smoke. But bees appear to be more eager for bread in the spring than for honey: their supply of this article, perhaps, does not keep as well as their stores of the latter hence fresh bread, in the shape of new pollen, is diligently sought for. My bees get their first supplies from the catkins of the willows. How quickly they find them out! If but one catkin opens anywhere within range, a bee is on hand that very hour to rifle it, and it is a most pleasing experience to stand near the hive some mild April day and see them come pouring in with their little baskets packed with this first fruitage of the spring. They will have new bread now they have been to mill in good earnest see their dusty coats, and the golden grist they bring home with them. When a bee brings pollen into the hive he advances to the cell in which it is to be deposited and kicks it off, as one might his overalls or rubber boots, making one foot help the other then he walks off without ever looking behind him another bee, one of the indoor hands, comes along and rams it down with his head and packs it into the cell, as the dairymaid packs butter into a firkin with a ladle. The first spring wild-flowers, whose sly faces among the dry leaves and rocks are so welcome, are rarely frequented by the bee. The anemone, the hepatica, the bloodroot, the arbutus, the numerous violets, the spring beauty, the corydalis, etc., woo all lovers of nature, but seldom woo the honey-loving bee. The arbutus, lying low and keeping green all winter, attains to perfume and honey, but only once have I seen it frequented by bees. The first honey is perhaps obtained from the flowers of the red maple and the golden willow. The latter sends forth a wild, delicious perfume. The sugar maple blooms a little later, and from its silken tassels a rich nectar is gathered.