On a Saint Patrick’s Day years ago, we put a piece in Viewpoints called “A Bird Watcher in Ireland.”
It shared impressions of the place and some pictures—one of a violinist that didn’t go unnoticed. But we were less than enthusiastic about two-fisted birdwatching there.
And yet the Emerald Isle is such a two-fisted spot!
When entering a pub, it’s a fine idea to shout into the room, “God bless every one in this place!” Then power your way to the bar. Now that’s a proper Irish entrance.
But what about a proper avian adventure there?
Not much to expect, sorry to say. Ireland has relatively few native birds because it’s an island. But here’s an upbeat way to accept that fact…
Simply take the view that each bird sighting is a pretty big deal. Because there just aren’t that many.
When you’re in America, you’ve got around 1,000 breeding species to spot. But in Ireland, there are maybe 150, although estimates in both places vary.
So if you see, say, one of Ireland’s own “Stonechats,” hell, that’s big.
Too much variety can de-sensitize you. Less variety can make what you find…more of a find.
So, with this in mind, Ireland’s a fine place for bird watchers. It’s not just about pubs, music, friendly people and awesome green landscapes. It’s also about rare birds. Because there, most of them are.
Bless every one of them in this place! And Happy Saint Pat’s Day!
Bless all the birds and beasts. And all the good people as well.