What drives me to sit in whats basically an enclosed little tent in 82F
temperatures for hours on end and see very little? I was sweating buckets around
2:30, I could hear lots of birds but very few came down to the waterfall. Maybe
last nights heavy rain was enough for them. I took several pictures of a Common
Yellowthroat and I missed a late American Redstart because I was looking at my
iPhone. Why do I do it? Because it's like a box of chocolates, you never know
what you're going to get. (Yeah I know, plagiarized from Forest Gump).
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Common Yellowthroat |
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Common Yellowthroat |
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Common Yellowthroat |
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Common Yellowthroat |
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