Video Update: The First Sisserou Rescued Post-Maria Is Now In Rehab

Astonishing news from the Nature Island reached the outside world late today: a Sisserou has been rescued and brought to the parrot rehab center at Roseau, the first Imperial amazon to have been brought to rehab since Maria’s passage on 9/18.

According to initial reports via Birds Caribbean, Forestry Officer Stephan Durand believes the bird to be exhausted and dehydrated, but otherwise uninjured.  According to Birds Caribbean, the Sisserou “was found in one of the west coast villages yesterday afternoon by two boys. They said that the bird landed near their house in Salisbury at about 3 PM. The bird will be cared for (along with many Red-necked Parrots) by Forestry until it is strong enough to be released into the wild.”

The bird certainly has seen better days! His survival in the wake of the hurricane is nothing short of a miracle. I can’t imagine what he’s been through over the past three months, staying alive day-by-day in an environment utterly changed post-Maria. I will keep you updated here as more news comes in regarding his condition and rehab. Thanks again to all who have dedicated themselves to keeping the island’s precious native parrots alive in their hour of need.

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My Dream Is Of An Island Place

Passages from An Island by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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My dream is of an island place

By distant seas kept lonely

A little island, on whose face

The stars are watchers only.

Those bright still stars! they need not seem

Brighter or stiller in my dream.

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Hills running up to heaven for light

Through woods that half-way ran,

As if the wild earth mimicked right

The wilder heart of man:

Only it shall be greener far

And gladder than hearts ever are.

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More like, perhaps, that mountain piece

Of Dante’s paradise,

Disrupt to an hundred hills like these,

In falling from the skies;

Bringing within it, all the roots

Of heavenly trees and flowers and fruits.

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Trees, trees on all sides! they combine

Their plumy shades to throw,

Through whose clear fruit and blossom fine

Whene’er the sun may go,

The ground beneath he deeply stains,

As passing through cathedral panes.

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I said that two or three might choose

Their dwelling near mine own:

Those who would change man’s voice and use,

For Nature’s way and tone–

Man’s veering heart and careless eyes,

For Nature’s steadfast sympathies.

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No sod in all that island doth

Yawn open for the dead;

No wind hath borne a traitor’s oath;

No earth, a mourner’s tread;

We cannot say by stream or shade,

‘I suffered here–was here betrayed.’

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Gently yet strangely uttered words!

They lift me from my dream;

The island fadeth with its swards

That did no more than seem:

The streams are dry, no sun could find–

The fruits are fallen…

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So oft the doing of God’s will

Our foolish wills undoeth!

And yet what idle dream breaks ill,

Which morning-light subdueth?

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And who would murmur and misdoubt,

When God’s great sunrise finds him out?

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Photo Credits: 1.) Liam Quinn CC BY-SA 2.0  2.) Henning Muhlinghaus CC BY-NC-ND 2.0  3.) Chris Favero CC BY-SA 2.0  4.) Bart CC BY-NC 2.0  5.) Ivan Wong Rodenas CC BY-ND 2.0  6.) Goran Hoglund CC BY-ND 2.0  7.) Liam Quinn CC BY-SA 2.0  8.) Al Shep Lowe  9.) Al Shep Lowe  10.) Denus Williams