Life in a Northern Virginia suburb of Washington, D.C. B.M.A.T.C., and Etruscan typewriter erasers. Blogged by David Gorsline.
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Birding Babylon is a little sliver of hope, an effort to find life in the midst of destruction. J, deployed in Iraq, has brought his field guide, his bins, and his dryest sense of humor.
Waiting at the starting line for the Army Ten Miler race to begin, I looked up and saw a flock of 6 Rooks slowly flying over. These are the first ones I've seen since this spring. Soon hundreds more will follow to spend their winter in the fields around our base and picking through our dumpsters looking for food.
My visit to the Laundry pond yielded only a few birds, a single little egret, a coot, a pair of little grebes, several ferruginous ducks and a small flock of mallards. * * * Birding on base doesn't usually elicit any [undue] attention from the MPs. I think everyone thinks I'm doing security work when I'm looking into the distance with binoculars. I'm not sure what they think when I'm looking up in a tree. Weekend Edition has an audio interview with the soldier-birder. posted: 10:59:19 PM |
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(Thanks to "nsd".) posted: 10:17:00 PM |
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