D.C. Monastery Needs Bird Surveyors

FROG (FROG@usgs.gov)
Fri, 19 Mar 1999 09:10:06 -0700


     D.C. MONASTERY NEEDS BIRD SURVEYORS
     
     The Franciscan Monastery is a 100 year-old community of 23 friars on
     42 acres in the Brookland neighborhood of Washington, D.C. near 
     Catholic University.
     
     The garden staff at the monastery and a newly-established Garden
     Guild are interested in better managing the grounds for wildlife.  One 
     goal for 1999 is to create a baseline of already-present avifauna and 
     other creatures using the property. We are looking for volunteers to 
     give us a hand doing a survey--or a periodic series of surveys--this 
     year.  It will focus on birds.
     
     The monastery grounds feature formal gardens open to the public, but
     also has a three-acre woodlot and 15-acre mowed field behind the 
     building complex.
     
     The Garden Guild cannot guarantee, but there is a chance of
     receiving a special blessing from Saint Francis, patron saint of 
     ecology, for involvement in this project.   What we can guarantee, 
     however, is a bouquet of cut roses for each visit. 
     
     Please contact Steve McKindley-Ward in Mount Rainier, MD at
     301-927-1720;  Or:  steveandmimi@juno.com       Thanks!
     
     This has been posted for Steve by Sam Droege, please reply directly to 
     Steve.  I have been to the monastary grounds myself and they are 
     beautiful.  They are very interested in increasing the attractiveness 
     of the grounds to native birds.  They are thinking about converting 
     the 15-acre field into a native meadow, which would be wonderful.  Not 
     only will you get roses, but you can help influence and monitor their 
     decisions for improving their back 40 for birds and other wildlife.  
     When I was there this winter, a winter wren was pip-piping all 
     throughout their grotto areas.  Should be very good for migrants.
     
     sam
     

When Nature had made all her birds,
With no more cares to think on,
She gave a rippling laugh, and out
There flew a Bobolinkon.
  -Christopher Pearse Cranch.