Eastern Phoebe March 10

Dave Weber

Just spent an hour at frigid Twin Peaks watching the tour buses arrive and the workers cleaning up after the city's finest. At 9 am, and about to leave, suddenly the Eastern Phoebe was right  in front of me. Just downhill of the restroom is an orange and white post, no doubt hurled there, in the coyote bush. Phoebe was closer than that! Then it was gone.

Dave Weber,
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