Today I visited one of my favorite Chicagoland destinations—the McCormick Bird House at the Lincoln Park Zoo. It takes me about 20 minutes to walk to the zoo from the Fullerton Red Line stop, and I wanted to get my 10,000 steps in, now that I am almost over my cold.
According to the zoo’s website, www.lpzoo.org, the historic brick building was erected in 1904. It is a wonderful place, with a winding path inside of displays of different habitats and the birds that call them home.
There is also a free flight open area, where (if you are unlucky) you can enjoy the experience of being pooped on by an Inca Tern. Seriously--the Inca Terns perch over the walkway and wait for people to walk underneath!
If you are interested in learning more about the birds, there is information situated in each habitat. Also, if you search for the McCormick Bird House on the zoo’s website, there are pictures of each bird, followed by their Latin names, descriptions, and habitat information. I like to find an example of each kind of bird in its’ habitat.
On this chilly day, the warm building filled with gorgeous birds was a welcome treat. Today while I was at the zoo, I could see workers busily hanging Christmas lights for the upcoming ZooLights celebration, which begins November 27 for 2015. Read more about Zoolights on the website, www.lpzoo.org.
In the planted beds surrounding the zoo, all of the annuals have been removed, leaving the shrubs, trees and perennials, the “bones” of the garden, exposed. I am always impressed by good bones in a garden; the bare days are some of my favorites. I love to see the naked branches, berries and seedpods, and dream of the spring to come.
It’s a reminder for me to reread a favorite poem by Robert Frost called “My November Guest”; I will leave you with the last stanza:
“Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow,
But it were vain to tell her so,
And they are better for her praise.”
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