Roaming. Listening. Looking for movement. There's no one spot for seeing birds now that the Rambles is fenced off. Food is key. Where's the food... berries, bugs, worms. That's where there will be birds. Maybe.
One cedar waxwing. Sometimes nobody is eating berries. They have to be perfectly ripe.
One kinglet. This will not go on much longer.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
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