Esther Woolfson
Auteur de Corvus: A Life with Birds
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- Date de naissance
- 20th century
- Sexe
- female
- Nationalité
- UK
- Lieu de naissance
- Glasgow, Scotland, UK
- Lieux de résidence
- Aberdeen, Scotland, UK
- Études
- Hebrew University of Jerusalem
Edinburgh University
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Statistiques
- Œuvres
- 4
- Aussi par
- 1
- Membres
- 340
- Popularité
- #70,096
- Évaluation
- 3.8
- Critiques
- 14
- ISBN
- 18
'If men had wings and black feathers, few of them would be clever enough to be crows.'
Henry Ward Beecher
Esther Woolfson's book is a wonderful introductory blend of biography, nature study, literary observations, and of course a history and biological study of corvids and other birds. I found the facts and trivia interesting - not knowing that magpies can mimic human speech like parrots, for instance - but absolutely applauded the author's rubbishing of human superstitions and fears regarding corvids. Crows feeding on the dead after the Great Fire of London and on battlefields 'damaged corvids' prospects for centuries', just as birds were blamed for killing sheep when they were only feeding on the corpses. 'We are casual in our waste of the lives of other humans but reverential in the treatment of their remains,' Woolfson observes. 'Corvids seem to absorb and reflect our guilt.'
I love that the birds in the Woolfson household become part of the family too - Spike the lively magpie calling 'HELLO!' made me smile, and his personality was so endearing that I was heartbroken when the inevitable happened. I find corvids fascinating to watch but I'm not sure I could adopt one, however - the descriptions of 'caching' food under carpets and disgorging 'pellets' - 'seed cases, grits, bits and pieces of unidentifiable detritus, glued together into a compact, slimy bullet' - from their beaks made me gag, not to mention all the target practice from the other end!
I already love watching the crows that hop around the city centre car park next to where I work, but I have developed a new-found admiration for these intelligent birds who have been given a bad name just for dressing in black and cleaning up our mess!… (plus d'informations)