16 June 06
Hiatus
My friend Linda arrived today. We’re going up to the mountains tomorrow morning to escape the fearful heat that seems to have arrived all of a sudden and to look for the Hammond’s flycatcher, a dull brown bird that looks almost exactly like the dusky flycatcher which shares a similar, but not identical, habitat. (Marcel said this evening as we ran into him outside Pluto’s to be very careful to note the primary projections.)
This means I’ll miss most of the Saturday soccer, but I’m hoping to catch at least a bit of Sunday’s…
[Postcript: we saw at least three individual Hammond’s and one Dusky at Yuba Pass. Also a pair of evening grosbeaks flycatching over the parking lot there. No black-backed woodpecker, alas, but a wonderful fleeting glimpse of mountain quail and a nest, with eggs, of a Townsend’s solitaire on Chapman Saddle Road…]
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Love the long grey hair.
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