Saturday, September 24


For the HOURS of driving/walking around the upper Ohio Valley, Presque Isle state park in Erie PA, etc..
 I have never seen a freaking warbler..ANY warbler..

Michael's big joke is to yell "Warbler!" if we spot a common bird.

Today, I'm reading on the couch and hear unfamiliar birdsong.
I see a yellowish thing flitting through the trees.  What the heck is that....?
With my normal grace under pressure, I flail wildly and leap off the couch, stumble through the house and snag my camera.
More grace? I smacked the camera off the window and into my brow bone.
I know.

But but...LOOK!

So..what's your vote?