This week’s nature journal assignment was to sketch game birds.
Sola and I both learned some important lessons from this nature journaling assignment. Firstly, she learned that when people say that they are eating game birds, they mean they are killing the bird and eating it. This did not go over well. While, we have certainly discussed where meat comes from in the past, my Googling “game birds” to show her what type of birds we were looking for completely shattered her idea of the reality of food. She was very upset for a couple of days, but then tonight, had no problem with eating turkey meatballs, so go figure!
Meanwhile, I learned that taking a talkative and active six year-old hiking to look for specific types of birds is a futile effort. If there were any birds on our three-mile hike, we did not see them or any other wildlife, for that matter. On a positive note, had any bears been out getting ready for winter, they were scared away long before we got near them.
So we sketched our journal entries from photographs instead. I drew a quail, which I have a bit of a soft spot for as I used to see them running around my neighborhood when I was growing up in Southern California. Sola drew a turkey. A couple of weeks ago, I tried to show her how to make a handprint turkey. She was completely incensed that I would think that a handprint looked anything like a turkey. She then proceeded to show me how to properly draw a turkey, which is to use a hand print and then add a head (my trying to explain to her that the thumb of the handprint was supposed to be the head was met with stoney silence and an evil stare, so I shall remain mute in the future in regards to the drawing of game birds).
On the off chance that anyone noticed, I apologize for missing last week’s post about deer. We had horrid colds and it was only twenty degrees outside, so not only did we not journal, I was too sick to even fake a post.