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This is a lovely book about the author s winter stay at a remote ranch in Arizona, doing a bird study for the Nature Conservancy Two notable facts about this are the author s age, 73 years, and her status as an amateur ornithologist She was often alone up there for a week or two at a time, with only the rambunctious and not particularly liked peacocks, cattle, and mice for company She had a license to capture birds in nets and band them, a practice I have some questions about she herself a This is a lovely book about the author s winter stay at a remote ranch in Arizona, doing a bird study for the Nature Conservancy Two notable facts about this are the author s age, 73 years, and her status as an amateur ornithologist She was often alone up there for a week or two at a time, with only the rambunctious and not particularly liked peacocks, cattle, and mice for company She had a license to capture birds in nets and band them, a practice I have some questions about she herself admits that birds can be injured or killed by the nets, or predators taking advantage of the situation , but she tried very hard not to put her beloved birds in danger, even warming them up by tucking them down her sweater Ms Fisk was a brave, adventurous, and very caring lady She could get a little cranky I know I would have liked her This is an older book about a woman who is banding birds for the Nature Conservancy in a remote location in Arizona The book is a series of journal entries and letters describing her feelings and the different situations she encounters It is a quick read and is a fun description of the area and her life. Last to first, that s the order in which I wound up reading Erma J Fisk s first and last books, though the last was a compilation of her writings after her death in 1990 It was that compilation, A Cape Cod Journal that made me yearn forof this feisty woman s thoughts, so perfectly expressed in her written words From Baboquivari My trouble is, I like words Day after day, no one to talk with I talk to myself, string words together as I run the nets I leave paragraphs in the air behindLast to first, that s the order in which I wound up reading Erma J Fisk s first and last books, though the last was a compilation of her writings after her death in 1990 It was that compilation, A Cape Cod Journal that made me yearn forof this feisty woman s thoughts, so perfectly expressed in her written words From Baboquivari My trouble is, I like words Day after day, no one to talk with I talk to myself, string words together as I run the nets I leave paragraphs in the air behind me as I do footprints in the sands of the Creek Like the footprints, a few of them may last and get written down in the evenings a form of doodling to occupy me once I have recorded the day s meager scientific data, while the lamp hisses and the mice rustle.I didn t plan to write this journal It arrived uninvited, like a stray dog by my stove, demanding attention, nourishment offering companionship Phrases turning around and around, like a dog underfoot under my tongue, under my hand, until finally they and I became comfortable together.This isthan a journal of birds and Baboquivari mountain It is Erma s story of perseverance, curiosity, strength, self questioning, love and loss, nature, preservation of nature, and living I scour the Internet for images of her andabout her life, particularly her last years, and have to content myself with reading her books There is a lure about her vitality and determination, her Cape Cod ness, her ability to be truthful in her writing to say how she feels and no matter to what others may think.And, if you weren t a bird watcher beforehand, reading Erma s journals might, just might, make you curious enough to sit a tad longer looking out the window for evidence of these wondrous winged animals Erma Fisk is a bird bander and naturalist While she was used to the East Coast, she was asked to spend a winter south of Tucson, under the shadow of Baboquivari pronounced Bah bo KEY vahr ee the mountain sacred to the Tohono O odham formerly Papago Indians Fisk s book is really a diary from her year in the 1970s with bird banding and identifying It is excellent reading for birders and naturalists and people who think living south of Tucson is easy with great weather.It s a fun read, fasc Erma Fisk is a bird bander and naturalist While she was used to the East Coast, she was asked to spend a winter south of Tucson, under the shadow of Baboquivari pronounced Bah bo KEY vahr ee the mountain sacred to the Tohono O odham formerly Papago Indians Fisk s book is really a diary from her year in the 1970s with bird banding and identifying It is excellent reading for birders and naturalists and people who think living south of Tucson is easy with great weather.It s a fun read, fascinating for her determination and ability to put up with success and disappointments including having to travel hours to get food, getting stuck in arroyos and ruts If you are a naturalist, this is a great book to enjoy Fisk writes of her time in a cabin on the slope of Baboquivar, a mountain in southern Arizona Although the cabin is very remote, she has many visitors that help her work through the sorrow she feels after her husband dies. From my 1989 booklog Author had a wet, cold winter at 4500 ft Riggs Ranch on the topo map She had a pretty good time, and I enjoyed the book Nice country, when the weather s good 3.5 stars Great reading We know the area, we know the birds, we know what the on the ground atmosphere is and how she s living Going to be a great read It WAS a great read Too bad the ranchers are taking care of the place now, or we d offer to do some work there. *Free ☔ The Peacocks of Baboquivari ⇶ Erma J Jonnie Fisk, at seventy three, lived alone for five months in a tiny cabin in the foothills of Arizona s Baboquivari Peak, recording and banding birds for the Nature Conservancy This is her lively account of that adventure Unfortunately, this is not my type of book I read it as part of my book club choices It was slow moving to me and did not hold my interest so I skipped the middle of it I read the end hoping it would getinteresting but it did not. This is the recordings of a 70 plus year old woman who spent 5 months living alone in the foothills of the mountains in Arizona.She was netting and banding birds for the Nature Conservancy.Her reflections provide interesting reading and I can only wish I could be so brave