Little scientists. Butt-cracks. Northern flickers. Etc.

A colleague said that her very young daughter thought she only had a butt-crack but no butt-hole. She could see her butt-crack but she had no reason to think anything was in there.

All the more evidence that children are "little scientists!" And that they have a healthy, inborn skepticism as well. Essentially, her attitude toward whatever was on her backside was "I’ll believe it when I see it."

In other news I found a dead northern flicker (yellow-shafted variety) a few feet from a glassy University of Minnesota building, the Ted Mann Concert Hall. The building is a wall of glass right next to a wooded corridor overlooking the river. There are absolutely no bird-friendly measures there, not even cheap stickers on the glass.

The bird looked like it had broken its neck just like the warbler I found next to another UMN building last fall. These people should know better.