I was pounding away at my computer when I heard the trumpet of a swan -- I busted out to confirm that it wasn't my neighbor practicing his brass. Sure-nut a Big White Swan trumpeting it's identity flew right over Swamp Lair airspace on the way to who knows were.
Feb. 1st -- that felt more like April 1st, but I'll take it....
.......and that makes a smooth 181 for the Swamp Lair.
A nice score indeed. And one that is front and center in my list of targets once Whitefish Lake thaws out. I will even be trying with tapes at night (they are VERY responsive). Your list of birds which ONLY you can get ain't quite as big as it used to be, Felix.
ReplyDeleteAh, Caleb, you listening? I have five words for you;
ReplyDeleteWhile you fantasize, I materialize.
"While you fantasize, I materialize."
DeleteLove it - puttin putty in his place.
Four words: NSWO, RECR, WWCR, and meow.
ReplyDeleteRank amateur.
DeleteWhile you blurt "words", I tally birds
DeleteYou're such a HORE, Kat.
ReplyDeleteAnother fantasy of yours.
Deletethat was a question
Deleteyou already know the answer
ReplyDeleteHey Put, I'm flattered, but this is a birding competition -- not an escort service.
ReplyDeletewhen is this thread going to stop?
ReplyDeletewell caleb you were asking for us to pimp you out for a HORE not too long ago...
ReplyDeletewell caleb you were asking for us to pimp you out for a HORE not too long ago...
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