Sunday, May 3, dawned wet and soggy. Not a very propitious day for the dawn chorus or, more important to me, the dedication of my husband Bill’s Memorial Bench. I think there were more people than birds. Birds have better sense than to be out and about in such weather. The bird count was low for the date, but at least the people had good views of the birds they did see, for there were plenty of spotting scopes available for everyone to look through. Western grebes showed off their black-and-white tuxedos and their diving ability. Eight song sparrows skulked in and out of the fog.
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