See, I have what I call cursed birds. Birds that are relativly common but I never seem to see them. One of these is the Black Scoter which winters on the Great Lakes every year. Well today, I dragged Marg out of bed at 6am and we jetted down to Hamilton for a day of birding. Weather started off lovely crispy hard frost and by mid afternoon it
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I was heartbroken t'other day to find a wee dead long-tailed tit who'd flown into a window of the students' union and bounced off... Poor wee darling! They are one of my favourite species.
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