As soon as I landed in Shannon I got really jazzed about the birds in Ireland. I don't know why. Hasn't happened on previous trips and I am the least interested person in birds in the US which is strange because I am effortlessly fascinated by animals, plants, water, fire, rocks, etc. Maybe I'm just annoyed by how many birdwatchers there are in Brooklyn (and I'm doubly critical of anyone who calls it "birding"...yuck). But the birds here got me really excited. Turned me into a veritable birdwatcher. Wrens! Jackdaws! Swallows! Even the ducks here had some elusive "it" factor.
And Magpies - don't even get me started on Magpies! I know they're just sort of pests but damn! The classic white on black color scheme, the way they hop around. Magpies are currently being considered for a position on my pantheonic list of Liam's most excellent beasts, currently up to 7:
-Giant Squid
-Lynx
-Alligator
-Possum
-Mantis
-Raven
-Weevil
This would be a controversial pick because the Magpie would not only be the second bird, but the second corvid, and I'm capping this at 12 so it's a weighty decision as we get into the second half.
Book was good though. Sometimes there was a bit too much "for example" and a lot of facts get used multiple times in corresponding chapters if they involve multiple birds, but I think to write a book like this you can't be too afraid of being repetitive if you want to be thorough. I appreciated the conclusions drawn, all of which felt very scholarly. The only thing that felt like unfounded freewriting was the revised Ogham alphabet of birds at the end. Slides of the birds and artwork elsewhere in the book were lovely.
I now know that I should doff my hat in the presence of a lone magpie to avoid bad luck, which I definitely hadn't been doing up until this point so I'm glad to be informed.