On an upper floor of Zeis Hall on the UNC Asheville campus is a small room containing many birds. None of these birds are alive. Each one is dead, preserved through taxidermy and stacked side by side in individual Tupperware containers. The room, smelling faintly of formaldehyde, is a biological specimen laboratory. The collection is […]
“What does the establishment of a wild bird sanctuary mean?” asked an editorial in the Sunday, Feb. 23, 1947 edition of the Asheville Citizen-Times. “It means that the birds of the area are officially recognized as worthy residents and entitled to certain rights and privileges.”
“Yesterday alone, I saw birds that should be conserving their energy in the colder winter months flushed by a person loudly listening to talk radio on an observation platform, another person playing ukulele in a tree and an unleashed dog splashing through the water.”
