Siciliano's Market News, April 29 Edition

This week's list of new and returning products follows a few words about loons

Preamble by Steve Siciliano

In the early mornings before the sun inches over the stand of trees across the lake and before the sounds of boat motors, lawn mowers, weed whackers and chain saws overpower the melodies of lapping waves, rustling leaves and skittering squirrels, I like sitting on the deck, a mug of coffee in one hand and my favorite pipe in the other, listening to the birds.

The morning avian serenades always begin with the soft cooing of the mourning doves against the background of chirping robins and chattering blackbirds. You can always count on the flocks of ducks and the gaggles of geese to pitch in with occasional, somewhat comical interludes of quacking and honking. If I'm lucky the performance will include the hoots of the owl that lives in the woods in back of the pole barn and if I'm really lucky I'll get to hear the distinctive calls of the resident loons.

Author Jim Harrison who observed nature with a poet's sensibilities wrote in Just Before Dark that if a bird was ever found on the moon it would be a loon. In terms of appearance the loon's black head and bill, black and white spotted back, white breast and red eyes are eerily striking, but it's their repertoire of wails, hoots, yodels and tremolos that sets them apart from their more mundane and far less melodic aquatic cousins. Take a listen.