Birding Excitement
And now I will introduce you to an experimental side project, wherein I blogged up my sister's latest dispatch from tomato. I mean Tobago. By "blogged up" I specifically mean that I took her writing unaltered and posted it with googled photos, just to try to visualize the potential. I'm not sure where, if anywhere, this project will go. But I think it has legs. Especially if Mossy gets herself a digicam. What do you think?
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I'm very confused. are you you or is the other you you? who are you.
I think I am crying,
I am me. The other me isn't me, it's my sister. She is her, and I am me. Got it?
so as you describe the situation. you are gimpadelic, but gimpadelic is your sister. so you are your sister.
I understand now. you are one of those people with more then one set of parts and more then one set of personalities...like that lady that sally field played in that movie...
Apparently I can find time to read, if not to write. Sigh. I hope Mossy writes some more Tobagan birdy goodness; as I mentioned in the post's comments, I loved hearing about leks again, and the notion of tropical owls floors me. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised - nature provides, adapts, evolves, and usually ecological niches are filled with critters that have undergone parallel evolution - but I was.
I hope Mossy is successful in pursuing the ivory bill project. In the meantime, I can only envy her warm-weather birding. While I enjoy feeding my avian neighbors here in Beantown, juncos, sparrows and house finches have ceased to excite as perhaps they once had.
The reminder of the upcoming World Cup was welcome as well; it's sometimes easy to forget, here in Red Sox Nation and Patriot-land, that the rest of the world lives for soccer. Er, futbol.
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