I woke Monday morning, expecting to take a leisurely drive down to Cape May to get Patty a white-winged dove for her big year contest. And then maybe see a snowy owl (we did), have a nice lunch, and then head home to relax.
Patty had other plans.
We drove down and as we rounded the corner to where the bird had been reported we saw several friends standing on the side of the road. "It's right there in the tree" they said. And it was. Another bird far form home, although in this case home is the American Southwest down through Central America.
And then it was off to find a rough-legged hawk, a whooper swan, and a cinnamon teal. All birds that were far from home. No lunch. In fact we didn't get home until dinner time. But we got all the birds.
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