My birding year began in delightful fashion, with a big ol’ American crow boaking up a big ol’ American crow pellet onto my balcony railing. And thanks for that, Mr. (or Mrs.) Crow.
I was complaining to Mother, a couple of weeks ago, about the proliferation of trash birds on my balcony, and she suggested I put up a “No Gulls” sign. Someone on Facebook made the same suggestion. I suspect these people simply feel they’d be entertained by pictures of “No Gulls” signs with gulls standing on them — which, let’s face it, would be the most likely outcome.
Speaking of gulls, say hello to my second visitor of the year —
— I had a few choice words for it, myself.
On another note, I was up bright and early again, this morning. A fog was down, and it was too murky for bird photography, so I snapped a few shots of the view from my balcony: