It can be difficult to understand Peregrine. Some translation is particularly helpful here because this is Gizmo and she is not one of our local Pergerine Falcons. She’s a Tundrius Peregrine Falcon; a very special subspecies from up North. Tundrius PEFA are easy to recognize because they are both smaller than our local Jersey burd-mangling-monsters, and they have a very light crown. They almost look like undersized, balding Jersey PEFA.
We can bet Gizmo is from Greenland because she uses the word “pakkaluak”, and the more informal Inuit version “paluak”, which means “butterfly” in Greenlandic. By “mah foobz,” I believe she means “my food.” She’s still just a baby.
Gizmo is apparently fascinated by the Monarchs that are currently invading the Island, just like we are. Butterflies have all but disappeared from Greenland (a worrisome trend for scientists) so perhaps she has never even seen one, and has only heard from them from Unipkaaqs she heard as a young Eyas. (Unipkaaqs are Inuit myths & legends, and an Eyas is a baby Falcon)
What a thrill to see these two adorable creatures from other worlds meeting on our Island while on two very different, but equally mysterious & perilous journeys. The Autumn Island is alive with Magic. It’s always been enough for me that Long Beach Island is a fun and beautiful place for me to spend time enjoying this life… but in special moments, like when you see a Tundrius Peregrine & A Monarch meet in our dune during their long migrations, and you realize our Island is connected in a critical way to the whole world, it makes your toes shiver.
The sad part of this story is that the Monarch actually landed on the PEFA’s face for a moment and I botched the shot. Needless to say, it was adorbz.