We put oranges out for the orioles here. In the past is seemed to help them then locate the feeder. Now they sit on the branch in early spring and appear to scold me for tardiness in getting that sugar-water thing up and running.
The past few years the house finches have been eating them, and this year something new, both robins and catbirds have decided they like oranges too! As I update, the butterflies have added themselves to the mix and chipmunks.
Chester, our no longer dog always made noises of wanting a bit of orange, well last year I actually gave him a piece, but he promptly spit it out. I cannot remember any other food stuff he has actually rejected. I watched him crack a peach pit to eat the meat inside, this after it had overwintered in leaf litter. He would also dig up the Queen’s Anne Lace to eat the root; it is part of the carrot family (but a bitter part). Was it the texture of the orange he rejected?
To date the list of native birds that have nested here:
Don’t you just love lists? They seem to make the world navigable, but not true of course. Aren’t appearances deceptive?
But perception is just one part of art making, there is also intent, content and context.
There are no answers here only questions. But, isn’t that the most important bit – enquiry, curiosity, experiment?
Do we know what we want until we have ruled out all that we don’t?