Welcome to December everyone! I honestly cannot believe we are this deep in the year already. Seems like a week ago we were prepping for the Halloween Trail and god knows where our warm temperatures went. I had to bring out the running tights, stocking hat and mittens to make it through my recent runs without turning into an ice cube. As depressing as the close of the year seems, the bright side of it all is we are under 50 days from a change in guard in our elected officials. Trump isn’t even in office yet and already saved 1,000 jobs yet the socialist is already shouting to the press how disgusting that is – and they wonder why their asses hurt from the election. I’m holding off on saying too much to give Trump at least a chance so let’s pivot back to a place that can at least give us memories of warmer times.
That pile of feathers on stilts is a bit of an accidental find. As with most of the birds as of late, this fine specimen was shot on our birding trip to Galveston, Texas. I can’t express just how productive that trip has turned out to be. It is hard to grasp just how many new birds were scored on that travel when in the heat of the hunt. You are so focused on shooting anything that moves that you tend to lose track of what bird you were shooting the hour before. Especially if there happens to be a secondary bird roaming in the same vicinity as a bird that immediately grabs your attention. That is the exact case with this Greater Yellowlegs. That prize bird has already made the blog spotlight (link here).
Hit the jump to read a bit more about that Yellow find.
