#bird lore

One day I was wandering around my university’s library and I found a bunch of volumes titled “Bird Lore.” Of course I had to take a peek! I believe this is from the first volume, which was published in 1899.

THE BIRDS.

In Welsh mythology, the god Brân the Blessed – whose name means "crow" or "raven"—is associated with corvids and death; tradition holds that Bran's severed head is buried under the Tower of London, facing France - a possible genesis for the practice of keeping ravens in the Tower, said to protect the fortunes of Britain.

Episode 1: The Grackle Arrives

In the age-old chronicles of birbs who land on important objects, none stood prouder than Dramatic Birb.

He did not seek legend. Legend, unfortunately, sought him.

Now he’s got responsibilities.

@seven-winged-liar Finally answering this!! I’m sorry it took so long!

I’m gonna drill a tiny hole in this can of worms and only talk about the specific lore of a couple of my favourite birds I know

This is Babe, she’s a 42 year old umbrella cockatoo who lives at the parrot rehab centre I volunteer at. She was smuggled out of a super neglectful bird rescue that allowed other cockatoos and rats to chew on her feet and permanently damage them. She’s by buddy, my pal, my friend and she loves cuddles and peanut butter sandwiches. She’s an extremely jealous bird and will start shouting ‘HI BABE’ if any of her favourite people spend too much time with another cockatoo. She’s also a spoiled little princess and if she gets fluff on her beak while preening, she’ll stop immediately and wait for one of her loyal human servants to remove it for her. She’s simply too pretty

This is Kali, she’s a black headed caique. She was surrendered after she over-bonded to one of her owners and become too much to handle. I’m actually pretty sure Kali is a male, but her moms told me that anything they bring into their house becomes a woman and I’m gonna respect that. She’s a lovely little bird, and is always a pleasure to hang out with. She’s not super cuddly, but she’ll happily ride around on your shoulder whenever possible

This is my little guy, Frodo. He’s a 9 year old cockatiel who was surrendered because his owners were going to be having a baby and felt that they wouldn’t be able to care for him. He’s pretty chunky, from being on a shitty seed diet for the first 7 years of his life, but we’re working on it. He’s a lovely little guy and loves to sing and dance his strange little bird dances and will entice the other birds to sing through his beautiful improv whistle songs (he makes them up as he goes). He’s also super loud while getting cuddles and you can always tell when he’s happy because all you hear is just like an orchestra of joyous bird noises

Some more bird pics for the good vibes:

Also! A lot of people assume that parrots are only macaws, because scarlets and B&Gs are kinda the default parrot, but there are like 400 species of parrots. The smallest ones are about 3 inches tall and the largest an are about 3 feet. Their lifespans also range from 15-20 years for the little guys to like 60+ for healthy, well cared for big guys. I personally know a cockatoo in his 80s rn living his best life as a rockstar grandpa