[EBB Sightings] A new experience

[EBB Sightings] A new experience

Phila Rogers
Tue Nov 15 20:03:09 PST 2005
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    Greetings Birding Friends:
    
    On Saturday I participated in my second GGAS census at the East Shore =
    State Park, in the area from University Avenue south to Emery Point.  As =
    one would expect this time of year, we saw a number of both water birds =
    -- mostly buffleheads with two red-breasted mergansers -- and =
    shorebirds, along with a modest assortment of passerines, plus a =
    fast-flying merlin.
    
    But what impressed me most was the small unexpected delights such as the =
    scalloped beaches of gray sand revealed by the outgoing tide, fresh =
    looking and almost pristine.  In one particular part of the shoreline =
    hidden from the freeway, landforms both in and out of the water were =
    weathered stacks of old bricks like remnants of a ruined city. The tall =
    dry stands of rustling anise still emitted their unmistakable odor.  =
    Wintering meadowlarks were sheltered from the wind by early-blooming =
    baccharus and sparrows foraged among the blades of new grass.
    
    I had always avoided the East Bay shoreline, remembering as a child in =
    the early 1930s having to close up tight the back windows of the family =
    Buick to kept out the stench of raw sewage and wondering how the colony =
    of people living in shacks over the water near the new Bay Bridge could =
    stand living there.  Even after the sewage smells disappeared and the =
    shoreline we called the Emeryville mud flats took on a certain quirky =
    charm with the impromptu sculptures, my shoreline visits were limited to =
    the then small marinas.
    
    So it was with particular gratitude that I have been given the chance to =
    reclaim this once ignored, and even reviled, part of my community.
    
    Phila Rogers 
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    sparrows foraged among the blades of new grass.
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