The Chickens Are Running the Henhouse...
...not that we will actually see the evasive Prairie Chickens of legend.
Correction: My apologies to those who might object to the application of the term "wingbars" in my previous post. What I was trying to say in laywoman's terms is there are bold white stripes on the undersides of the wings.
Whew, got that all cleared up.
Planning birding trips has never been my responsibility before (see the fourth point of birding calvinism). It is harder than I thought (see the first and third points). But it is worth it (see second point) and will give us good practice with a number of important birding skills (see fifth point).
Courtney (who, though an important member of LOL, has not that I know of given herself an official title) and I will be exploring the wonders of the Ft. Worth area on Saturday. No matter how much I look at the Audubon website and study the Sibley, I cannot prepare myself for what we might or might not see. I simply don't know how to deal with so many variables: time of year, time of day, habitat, weather, optics...
Speaking of optics: yes, I have purchased some of my very own. I will probably regret the expenditure when our air conditioning is turned off in the middle of July, but not before. I am proud to report that the Audubon Equinox HP binoculars are now in my possession and they are a thing of beauty. To any who might object that they are far from top-of-the-line, I invite you to come have a look through the Tasco compact number I had before. Sometimes relativity can put things in perspective.
We may fumble around and end up saying things like, "There's a grackle! Oh, look, another one!" but I expect greater things than that. In fact, we might be participants in the Great Windfall of June 2005 that other, less adventurous souls completely miss. Anything can happen.
Correction: My apologies to those who might object to the application of the term "wingbars" in my previous post. What I was trying to say in laywoman's terms is there are bold white stripes on the undersides of the wings.
Whew, got that all cleared up.
Planning birding trips has never been my responsibility before (see the fourth point of birding calvinism). It is harder than I thought (see the first and third points). But it is worth it (see second point) and will give us good practice with a number of important birding skills (see fifth point).
Courtney (who, though an important member of LOL, has not that I know of given herself an official title) and I will be exploring the wonders of the Ft. Worth area on Saturday. No matter how much I look at the Audubon website and study the Sibley, I cannot prepare myself for what we might or might not see. I simply don't know how to deal with so many variables: time of year, time of day, habitat, weather, optics...
Speaking of optics: yes, I have purchased some of my very own. I will probably regret the expenditure when our air conditioning is turned off in the middle of July, but not before. I am proud to report that the Audubon Equinox HP binoculars are now in my possession and they are a thing of beauty. To any who might object that they are far from top-of-the-line, I invite you to come have a look through the Tasco compact number I had before. Sometimes relativity can put things in perspective.
We may fumble around and end up saying things like, "There's a grackle! Oh, look, another one!" but I expect greater things than that. In fact, we might be participants in the Great Windfall of June 2005 that other, less adventurous souls completely miss. Anything can happen.
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