Date: Wed, 26 Nov 2008 18:26:07 -0500
Reply-To: Mark Davis <MSDavisMD@AOL.COM>
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From: Mark Davis <MSDavisMD@AOL.COM>
Subject: Cochran Shoals, The Day Before Thanksgiving
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Between 10:30 am and noon, it was chilly, in the mid forties, but
partly sunny with very few joggers.
From the boardwalk, a dozen or more RUSTY BLACKBIRDS, with their
fierce white eyes and handsome plumages, foraged in the wet leaf
litter. A WINTER WREN chip-chip-chipped, bouncing around the base of
a tree. BOTH KINGLETS lit up sunny patches in the low willow branches
with their GOLDEN and RUBY CROWNS. Several EASTERN BLUEBIRDS hunted
from perch to ground for invisible snacks.
More than two hundred COMMON GRACKLES on rusty-hinged wings came
swirling and chattering over to roost in the oaks overhead and feed
on the mistletoe and poison ivy fruit, dislodging showers of tiny
acorns to the ground all around me. Suddenly, with an explosion of
wing beats, they all spooked at once, as a juvenile COOPER’S HAWK
sailed in to perch in a nearby pine.
Just visible through openings in the low branches, a pair of stunning
WOOD DUCKS glided somewhat nervously along the back channels of the
It was a day to be thankful for many reasons.
There was nary a turkey to be seen.
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