#curve-billed thrasher

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This is the same spot where our baby bunnies hung out for a few days, now with a big gopher snake!

The thrashers are extremely interested in the snake, and I wonder if they see it as a threat to their nest.

Cochise County, Arizona, May 2024.

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[2876/11080] Curve-billed thrasher - Toxostoma curvirostre

Order: Passeriformes Suborder: Passeri Superfamily: Muscicapoidea Family: Mimidae

Photo credit: Ryan Sanderson via Macaulay Library

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Curve-Billed Thrasher

I finished this piece a while ago and it was accepted into the show I submitted it to. I forgot to post it here last night when I posted it on Cara, because I have one of those now.

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Curve-billed Thrasher - April 2018 This Curve-billed Thrasher visited us while we were camping at the Lost Dutchman State Park Campground in Apache Junction, Arizona. It’s long, curved bill is specially adapted to feed in the flowers of the Saguaro cactus and other desert vegetation. MWM

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image of a bird that i grisped because it got into the building i was living in lmao

i cant stop saying "grisp it"

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89D62484-6A6B-4468-B804-C8B32DB061D0 by Henry Via Flickr: Gambel's quail

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Easter Morning On The Patio

Curve-billed Thruster at Patio Feeder On Easter Morning — HDR image by kenne Back from my morning walkTime for coffee on the patioAnd watching birds at the feeder. — kenne  

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Curved-billed thrashers in the Sonoran desert

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Backyard Bird-Off - US Edition (poll 5)

Reason for Submission

Curve-billed Thrasher: I love watching them run around in the cacti in the neighbor's yard! they've got such a pretty song too, and the curve bill is such a good look

Roseate Spoonbill: Him pink

Common Grackle: theyre really charming little fellows. got like 20 of em picking through leaves in the early spring, its always nice to see em :3

Image Sources: (Common Grackle) Jack & Holly Bartholmai; (Roseate Spoonbill) Peter Hawrylyshyn; (Curve-billed Thrasher) Michael Stremciuc

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Cactus Perch

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Some studies and silly doodles of my field practice from weeks ago

ID: several drawings of birds. Top left there's a Cassin's kingbird painted realistically, its legs aren't drawn; to its left, its scientific name (Tyrannus vociferans) is written, while to its right, there's a note in spanish that translates to "This individual pecked at me", with an arrow pointing to this bird. Following towards the right, there are three scanned drawings of birds drawin with pen and colored digitally, they're an american coot, a great egret and a curve-billed thrasher. Below these, there's another scan of a vermilion flycatcher, colored realistically except for the fingers that hold it. Its head feathers are fluffed up, and it is raising its wings; it has its scientific name written above his head (Pyrocephalus rubinus) and a little note written in spanish that could translate to "angery", like "angry". On the other side, there's a photo taken through binoculars where the Cassin´s kingbird has been redrawn over the original, it is sitting on a branch and looking to the right. Below this, there's a doodle of the artist's fursona, running towards the left with urgency, holding a table, a bird guide and binoculars.

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Curve-billed Thrasher (Toxostoma curvirostre), J-Six Ranch, Cochise County, Arizona.

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Curve-billed Thrasher (Toxostoma curvirostre), family Mimidae, order Passeriformes, on Saguaro Cactus in southern AZ, USA.

Photograph by Mick Thompson

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what if Chilchuck ALSO became a werebeastman: a dream scenario for Laios and a nightmare scenario for Chilchuck

a small agile owl species would be my pick for werebird Chilchuck fyi, like a screech owl or something. maybe a beast-ier beefier form would give him confidence to participate more in battle, less of his prey instincts. this could be his mid-life crisis if we all try hard and believe in him

(annotations in Laios's idea transcribed below)

[next to skeptical Chilchuck] realistically, he would never, but...

[pointing to flying Chilchuck] owl head ?? 🔁 rotation haha / crazy upper body strength / agile flier

[around divebombing Chilchuck] divebombs on occasion

[under perching Chilchuck] perches

curve-billed thrasher: constantly foraging for bugs with all its might

OWL head: senses +++, rotation for anxious hyperawareness, funny-lookin grumpy guy, no neck

long-billed curlew / hummingbird: lock-picking, 😠

american woodcock: too prey-lookin

[under bird section] if birds aren't common - his bestie is a dark mage, she'll make it happen :)

[around mongoose/ferret Chilchuck] alternative: something slinky? pine marten, ferret, meerkat, mongoose ; small predator, agile, subterranean-ish

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love will keep us alive

BONUS V2 OF A REQUEST → ❝ angst prompt: “do you regret it?” this has been sitting in my drafts for LITERAL MONTHS and i just need to set it freeeee | ( 1.3k – a sprinkle of angst, a sprinkle of fluff, all the feelings, established relationship, eddie x reader )

L O V E W I L L K E E P U S A L I V E 🎶 love you, flowerovlove

You knew money was always a dealbreaker for relationships. You watched it happen with your own parents. Watched them go through it all and in the end get divorced because your dad spent too much money and your mom couldn’t handle it. You promised yourself you wouldn’t get into the same situation, not with Eddie, but here you were.

Paying for rent and utilities had been fine, you put a little gas in the car when you could, and you were even able to buy a six pack of beer every now and then, but somehow this month you were short. Somehow the water bill came and there wasn’t enough.

The statement came in the mail with big red letters stamped across the front, OVERDUE, but Eddie waved you off.

Don’t we have it on autopay, babe? Must be a mistake.

So you left it alone, but when you woke up in the morning to take a shower before work? Nothing came out of the shower head.

Towel tucked under your arms you stormed out into the living room, cold and angry, to find Eddie posted up on the couch. So casual. Reading a Thrasher magazine with the TV on in the background.

“So. The water’s off,” your tone was short, clipped and sharp enough to pull Eddie’s attention away from the magazine. Brows pinching together in confusion as he swung his legs off the couch to look at you properly.

“Huh? Sweetheart, what d’you mean off?“ he asked, looked up at you with those big brown eyes and you bit your lips in to try and stop yourself from raising your voice.

“The water is off, as in the water company turned it off,” you said again, frustration swelling in your chest, “I thought you said it was on autopay?”

“Well, yeah,” he started off confidently, so sure. “We set that up when we moved in and put it in your name and–” but he drifted off at the end of his sentence and his cheeks grew warm. Hot and embarrassed and he buried his face in his hands with a groan.

You’d split the utilities up when you two moved in together, especially since you had separate bank accounts, and as Eddie ticked them off in his head – internet, garbage, phone – he realized the water wasn’t under your name. It was under his. And this month had been tight.

Working at the bar was decent most of the time. Tips were good and Eddie’s regulars took care of him, but lately? It has been really slow. Slower than usual and it was hard for Eddie to remember to save during times like that.

No grabbing coffee on his way out in the morning. No beers with Steve after he got done at family video. No buying the kids new dice or a playbook for Hellfire, but he always got caught up in the moment and shit. This time he’d lost track.

“I’m so sorry babe,“ his voice was muffled as he spoke into his hands, tentatively lifting his head to look at you, “Can we maybe cover it from your account this month?“

You felt your cheeks grow hot, heat spreading from your chest across your neck and up to your ears. Your lips twisted with a frown, a deep scowl, so damn frustrated and tired of looking at your bank account and seeing five dollars left.

“No! We can’t! There’s no money there either,” you sighed, emotions starting to get the better of you as your throat grew tight and it just felt so off.

You were standing in the living room with nothing but a towel on. Any other time Eddie would’ve been on you in a second. Wrapping his arms around you and pulling you down into his lap. Pressing his lips to your neck, your collarbone and the curves of your hips, but instead you were arguing.

Eddie felt his chest squeeze with guilt, with the weight of all this stupid responsibility and the fact that it was all his fault. He was your boyfriend! He was supposed to take care of you! You were in this together and yet he wasn’t holding up his side of the deal and you were so upset and late for work and fighting and–

He swallowed thick, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat, chewed his bottom lip between his teeth and held his breath.

“D’you regret it?” he asked, deep, brown eyes, flicking up to meet your own so hurt and sad, so fucking sorry.

Your stomach twisted. Flipped over with his question and your expression softened, “Regret it?“

“Yeah. Do you regret me?“

And with those four little words you felt your anger start to ebb.

Yeah. You were standing in your living room with just a towel on. No running water. Late for work and five dollars in your bank account, but the way he was looking at you made you hesitate. Had you sounded like you were done? Done enough that he thought you didn’t want to be with him anymore? And that’s when something in you shifted.

Your parents weren’t good for each other and your dad spent too much money and it made your mom so angry, but that wasn’t the only thing.

He didn’t listen to her.

Didn’t stay up late when she was worried and couldn’t sleep.

Didn’t run out to get a box of tampons when she got her period.

Didn’t ask her about her day and didn’t rub her feet and didn’t surprise her with pizza after a shitty day at work.

Didn’t tell her how much he loved her every single day. Didn’t kiss her once as he went out the door and again when he came back in to say how much he already missed her.

Eddie loved you, and yeah you were short on money, but you weren’t short on love. And at the end of the day? Even though love didn’t pay the bills, it sure as hell would help you figure it out. Because while money came and went, this kind of love didn’t.

Crossing the room still in your towel, you sat down next to Eddie on the couch. Took his hand in yours and held it tightly in your lap. “Eddie,” you said softly, taking his chin in your free hand and tilting it up so you could see him. “I would never regret this,” you said, hoping he understood just how serious you were. Hoping you heard every word you said, knowing that you meant it. “I just wish I could take a shower,“ you half-joked and he snorted, but then dropped his gaze back down to your hands.

God, the guilt was heavy.

“I’m really fucking sorry, babe.”

“S’okay,” you smiled, pressed a hand to his cheek and pulled his eyes back up to meet yours. “You just can’t buy the kids any more dice and you definitely don’t need any more manuals for hellfire. And maybe you can start learning how to brew your own beer?“ your tone teased him at the end and it pulled a little laugh out of him. “We’ll figure it out, right?”

“Yeah. I can pick up extra shifts at the bar and I’ll start putting my tips in a jar under the bed. A little savings in case the water gets turned off again,” he gave you a half-grimace, half-smile, “Too soon?”

“Too soon.”

“Sorry–listen–I’m part of this relationship too and I just wanna take care of you, honey,” and the way he was looking at you told you he couldn’t have been more serious.

“You always take care of me,“ you said leaning into him, resting your forehead against his and those unruly curls, “And I don’t regret it, Eds. Not even a little bit. “

And then Eddie closed the gap between you. Pressed his lips soft to yours in a quiet promise. Felt something plant itself in his chest and start to bloom and in that moment he knew he wanted to grow and not stay stagnant.

“I love you, sweetheart. I love you so damn much."

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Wayne Williams

Curve-billed Thrashers perched and in flight in deep South Texas.