This morning I saw a titmouse. I knew it was a titmouse because of the small crest on its head like a pointed cowl, and the fact that it was small and grey like a mouse. Astute reasoning told me that it was probably a Juniper Titmouse since it was pecking at the bark of a juniper tree.
It was a cold morning and the sun was not yet up, a time when birds are very active (in case you never get up that early). I was out on the patio all bundled up in my fuzzy green robe drinking my morning mug of coffee, when I heard a tapping in the bush beside me. The titmouse pecked on the juniper, jumped to the ground, bounced back up and then repeated the sequence several times, while giving its throaty call. I haven’t seen a titmouse in quite some time, so I followed it when it flew over to another juniper where I scared a covey of quail that had been hiding in the thick branches. They flew off, their wings making a whirring noise like egg beaters. Then the titmouse flew into a cypress tree where I lost sight of him.
I examined the branch of the old juniper (Juniperus californica) where the birds had been hiding. Last winter a heavy snow bent it to the breaking point. Though one of its main branches split in two, the foliage is still green and the branch is covered with hundreds of the light blue berries that bears love. I skimmed the thin flesh off a few berries with my teeth, but they tasted the way pine pitch smells, an astringent taste that made my tongue go dry. Maybe in a few weeks, when the berries turn purple – maybe then they will be sweeter. Why would a bear eat them, if they taste like sap? And bears do eat them. It’s common to see bear scat full of juniper berries.
I hope the bears are not trying to get a buzz, because juniper berries are used to make gin. The Kawaiisu made bows from the branches, and used the soft bark for baby diapers. The women ground the berries, and molded them into sweet cakes. Early settlers used the branches for barbed wire fence posts. They were apparently very sturdy, for a few of these posts can still be seen along Sand Canyon Road.
I like junipers because they provide shade, shelter, and forage for a wide variety of wildlife. Sometimes used for bonsai, the junipers make the canyon look like a Japanese garden gone wild. And they can live for hundreds of years.