The only problem I see in the world we live in is human evil—or if you like, human egotism. That’s what creates the evil we perpetrate. If it weren’t for our egotism, our selfishness, the world would be in a natural balance where all life flourishes. The aim of theContinue Reading

I’ll return to the original chronology that the diary was following. But first I leap ahead to this random date. It’s November, and I’m noticing the changes in that September’s babies. A lot of names of birds I don’t remember anymore. A typical day feeding and observing. 11/10/98 Tuesday 10:00Continue Reading

More from this period of active change in May and June of 1995. My relationship with Dogen continues to improve. The mitred conure, Olive (at this point called Oliver, see photo), has shown up. She was a wild caught bird from South America who was a pet for some time.Continue Reading

It was not my intention for my diary excerpts to focus so tightly on any single period. But I find this one consistently interesting. More on Dogen and me getting to know one another. And a surprise on the last day, the 21st. 6/17/95 Saturday Dogen is not at allContinue Reading

Some more on my struggle to take care of Dogen. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m learning as I go along. He’s been quite hostile toward me (Dogen is actually female, but I don’t know that yet), and a lot of this is my trying to get us toContinue Reading

This is a continuation of the last set of entries. I’m enjoying reading again about my first days with Smith (Dogen). 6/3/95 Saturday I covered him up completely last night and left him alone until around 7:00 am. I put the heat lamp on immediately. His head hangs extremely, butContinue Reading

This is the fire escape where I fed the parrots for the first three years, before having to move to the cottage, which is directly below, but out of sight here. I fed them another three years at the cottage, which was the setting for the documentary film. I tookContinue Reading

These diary selections detail the events leading to my bringing my favorite parrot in the flock into the house. At the time her name was Smith (I initially thought she was male), which I later changed to Dogen (Doe-gun). She wasn’t my favorite bird then, but I had to careContinue Reading

A series of feedings that I find interesting as a collection. At this point in my diary keeping, the individual entries tend to be brief. They get longer and more detailed as time goes on. 3/9/95 Thursday They were unusually “crazy” and noisy today. My guess is that it wasContinue Reading