Monday, October 5, 2009

Arroyo Frio Delivers Again

Two lifers yesterday! Dance a jig! Great looks! Beautiful birds!

Rusty-crowned Ground-sparrow

Banded Wren

Six of us took off from Patzcuaro for a Sunday birding trip. At the first stop outside of Opongio, on the road up to Santa Juana, we got good looks at the Mountain Trogon. There were a number of other nice birds. South of Tacambaro, Rio Corucha was not as productive as usual. Arroyo Frio gave me "eyefuls" of two lifers. Can't beat that. The Rusty-crowned Ground-sparrow is endemic to western and southwestern Mexico. The species occurs both in the Sierra Madre Occidental range, and the Cordillera Neovolcanica mountain belt. The Banded Wren is a beautiful bird--but then, aren't they all.

We had lunch in Tacambaro, and then visited a gifted local artist to see linocut and woodblock prints. That was a special treat.

There were Georgia, Thomas, Tracy, Glen, Steve and Janet. Once again, viva the Patzcuaro Birding Club.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Birding La Estación in Erongaricuaro


Yesterday the Patzcuaro Birding Club again visited our easily accessible La Estación site. We all benefited from the competent skills of Georgia Conti and Hugo. I enjoyed an eyeful of many good birds, including the Hybridized Towhee, Blackthroated Grey Warbler, Spotted Wren, Slate-Throated Redstart and especially a long look at the Tufted Flycatcher. The company was good, and the wild zarzamoras (blackberries) juicy.


After La Estación we stopped at Hugo's for brilliant displays of hummingbirds at feeders. The Calliope dazzled us with the iridescent display of its violet gorget; the Broadbill darted in and out; numerous Rufous and Allen's hummers displayed their showy gorgeous colors as they darted, perched and hovered in good light. It was particularly useful to see numerous Rufous and Allen's Hummingbirds at the same time in the same place. The beautiful Allen's was a Lifer for me.

We topped our viewing off with the tasty crunchy sandwiches and crisp fresh pizzas at Testarelli's on the Eronga plaza.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Backyard Birds - Patzcuaro

Hooded Grosbeak (Photo on flickr by Jorge Montejo)

Backyard birding at La Jacaranda in Patzcuaro is a pleasure, epecially since we eat most meals on the back veranda with binoculars and bird books at hand. At this time of the year, when it is very dry, many birds come to the water we put out. The cool and green summer rainy season should soon kick in; it is overdue.

My best yard bird yesterday was an endemic Hooded Grosbeak. We ran into a friend when out walking today, and he said he just had a Sparkling-Tailed Woodstar in his backyard here in town.

Patzcuaro living.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Red-Headed Tanager

Watching my backyard birds in Patzcuaro is always a pleasure, and the variety, the plumage and the activity in Spring is a special treat. Yesterday, a Red-Headed Tanager with its knock-out colors was my best bird of the day. It sat conveniently still for me in the fresno tree.

Bird from your house in Patzcuaro.

Monday, March 16, 2009

"Birds of Patzcuaro" in San Miguel de Allende


On 17 March 2009, master birder Georgia Conti presents "Birds of Patzcuaro" to the members of Aubudon in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.

"Red warbler. Blue Mockingbird. Black-polled yellowthroat. White-tailed hawk. Mountain Trogon. Squirrel cuckoo. Painted redstart. Russet-crowned motmot. Green kingfisher. White-striped woodcreeper. Cinnamon-bellied flowerpiercer. Berylline hummingbird. This is a short list of the birds found in the Pátzcuaro area.

...Georgia Conti, founder of the Pátzcuaro Birding Club, will present a lecture about the avian wonders of Pátzcuaro and its environs. The lecture will be accompanied by beautiful photographs, many by San Miguel resident Wayne Colony. San Miguel’s Audubon Society is planning a field trip to Pátzcuaro in the near future, and this lecture may entice you to join up to see these birds in person."


Live in Patzcuaro.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Wow! Look at This Bird

We get to observe a colorful species like this one every March, to usher Spring into Patzcuaro.
Spring Display

Your house in Patzcuaro.


Friday, March 6, 2009

Patzcuaro Birding: Bright-Rumped Attila

There was a good look at a Bright-Rumped Attila at Cerro Hueco near Tacambaro last week, by Master Birder Georgia Conti and Hugo, whom Georgia is mentoring. Hugo is turning out to be a great birder, and seems to know where many interesting species can be sighted. The region around Lake Patzcuaro continues to provide good birding.


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You, too, can live or vacation in charming, colonial Patzcuaro.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Folk Art for Birders

Detail from a hand-woven wall hanging

When not out seeking birds in the field, you may want to seek out bird motifs in the folk art that abounds on the cluster of plazas in the center of Pátzcuaro. See Parvada de Pájaros.


Patzcuaro: Defining Birders in Spanish

These are aficionados de aves.

This is a pajarero.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

The Legend of the Egret

Bi-lingual Text


The Origin of Lake Pátzcuaro and the Egret
Based on the Purhépecha Legend
Tracy Novinger

In ancient times on a dark night, before migrant peoples had evolved into the splendor of the Purhépecha nation, an enormous ball of fire appeared in the skies. It grew and grew and then hurtled down into the mountains of the region that is now known as Michoacán. The earth shook mightily, terrifying the inhabitants of the fertile valley where the fireball crashed. At the place of its impact, a spring of crystal clear water gushed up and filled a large area, thus forming Lake Pátzcuaro and its islands.

On the island called Yunuén there came to live a respected noble who had a daughter named Hapunda. The people of Yunuén were devoted to the Princess Hapunda because of her beauty and her sweet nature. Hapunda devoted much time to contemplation of the beautiful lake, conversing intimately with each ripple on its mirror-like surface. The lake was the center and king of its pueblos. The princess and the lake became so close that Hapunda made a promise to the lake never to leave it.

One afternoon the smooth surface of the lake became very agitated at the crossing of a boat from the shore to the island of Yunuén. This vessel carried an old and repugnant warrior who approached Hapunda’s father first with rich gifts and then with threats to ask for his daughter’s hand in marriage. Even though his life was in danger, Hapunda’s father replied that it was up to his daughter to choose her own destiny. He would not force her into such a marriage. But in order to save her father’s life, Princess Hapunda accepted the unwonted proposal.

As preparations for the marriage were made, the princess wept a torrent of tears into the waters of the lake. Hapunda recounted her sorrows at the thought of leaving the lake and her fear that she would soon no longer have even her elderly father to protect her. The voice of the lake rose from the deep, reminding Hapunda of her promise and offering her a way to stay with the lake forever. The voice told Hapunda to dress herself in white and on a moonlit night to throw herself into the lake’s waters.

So on a night illumined by a large silver moon, Princess Hapunda took a boat out to the center of the lake that lay as still as a mirror. There she plunged into the watery depths where she became a guardian of the lake for all time. A ray of light from the moon beamed down to where Hapunda had entered the water and from this place emerged a large bird totally covered with white feathers. This bird was called the egret and it always flew to Hapunda’s favorite place by the water on Yunuén. Today the egrets return to the island of Yunuén every evening as day turns into night.

It is said that the day that the egrets disappear, so too will Lake Pátzcuaro.



Origen del Lago de Pátzcuaro y las Garzas
Según la Leyenda Purhépecha
Tracy Novinger

En la noche obscura de un tiempo lejano, antes de que los pueblos migrantes se unieran a formar el esplendor de la nación purhépecha, una enorme bola de fuego apareció en el cielo. Haciéndose cada vez mayor chocó y estremeció la tierra en la región ahora conocida como Michoacán. Eso aterrorizó a los habitantes. En el lugar del impacto, un fértil valle en las montañas, brotó un manantial de agua que llenó una gran cuenca, formandose así el lago de Pátzcuaro y sus islas.

En la isla llamada Yunuén habitó un noble y gran señor respetado por los lugareños, quién tenía una hija llamada Hapunda. El pueblo de Yunuén la quería mucho por su belleza y la dulzura de su carácter. Hapunda consagró mucho de su tiempo a contemplar la belleza del lago y a conversar con las olas en el espejo de su superficie. El lago ha sido el rey y el centro de los pueblos que lo rodean. La princesa y el lago se unieron de tal manera que Hapunda prometió jamás abandonarlo.

Pero una tarde, cuando una barcaza cruzó desde la orilla hasta la isla Yunuén, la superficie del lago se agitó con gran violencia. En ella viajaba un guerrero viejo, feo y repugnante. El se presentó ante el padre de Hapunda ofreciéndole, al inicio, bellos y suntuosos regalos para luego intimidarlo con amenazas exigiendo le concediera a su hija en matrimonio. Apesar de que su vida corría peligro, el padre de Hapunda no dudó al responder que sería su hija quién debería decidir su proprio destino y que él no la forzaría a aceptar tal unión. Sin embargo para salvar la vida de su padre, la princesa Hapunda aceptó la insólita proposición.

En tanto se hacían las preparaciones para el matrimonio, la princesa fue al lago y ahí lloró de tal manera que sus lágrimas en torrente cayeron al agua. Hapunda contó al lago su tristezas, el verse presionada a abandonar su lago y su temor de perder la protección que su anciano padre le brindaba. Respondiendo desde sus profundidades, el lago hizo surgir su voz para recordarle su promesa y ofreciendo a Hapunda la opción de quedarse junto a él para siempre. Le dijo que se vistiera de blanco y en una noche iluminada por la luna, así ataviada se arrojara a sus aguas.

Y así fue que, una noche encendida por la gran luna plateada, navegando tranquila sobre la espejada superficie, la Princesa Hapunda se embarcó hasta el centro del lago. Ahí se fue sumergiendo hasta hundirse en el fondo, donde se transformó en una guardiana eterna del lago. La luna emitió un rayo que acertó en el punto en donde Hapunda se había sumergido en el agua y fue en ese mismo lugar donde surgió una gran ave cubierta de plumas blancas. Así nació la garza. Desde ese entonces las garzas del lago de Pátzcuaro siempre vuelan a la orilla de la isla de Yunuén hasta el lugar que Hapunda prefería. En nuestro tiempo a la hora diaria del crepúsculo, cuando el atardecer va transformándose en la noche, las garzas siempre vuelven a la isla de Yunuén.

Cuentan… que el día que desaparezcan sus garzas, también desaparecerá el Lago de Pátzcuaro.

Reference: Soto González, Enrique. Pátzcuaro Legendario. 1983, Talleres de Impresos Hurtado, Morelia, Michoacan, Mexico