Tuesday, October 6, 2009

My Eyebrows Got Up And Quit



Only ten days left here in western PA......which comes at a surprise, but it feels Right, and that's usually what's important when it comes to anything you do. I am always mumbling about "do what you think is best" and "follow your heart" and "the ball is in your court", but hey, its good advice, you know what I'm saying? That said, I'm still always shocked when people actually take this for some sage wisdom rather than my unwillingless to make their problem my own in order to deal with it....but for good reason, of course.



So why does it feel Right? Well.....in case you haven't noticed, it ain't summer any more. The scarves are coming out, shorts are getting packed away, and nobody in their right mind is wearing white. Most of my best friends here in Pennsylvania (birds, of course) are heading south, and I think I have no choice but to follow them. Millions of years evolution tends to mold life to not do what it thinks is best, but to do what is best, period. So I'm going to go south as soon as this job finishes up, down to Florida to be exact, by way of the eastern seaboard. I've never been there before, and since I've been pretty deprived of any kind of ocean or wetland scene since I've been here, I think it would be best to find a flock of spoonbills to roost with for a week or so. It would be a cathartic experience, to say the least.

As I've just come back from Milwaukee to see my doctor, the one known as Tropical Johnny and their awesome colleagues, I think I should mention that it's great to get to know and meet people all around the country, and it's one of the nice perks of being a privlidged American (No I'm not saying its a privlidge to be American, most of us happen to be privlidged though). Beneath the scum and the crust you can find great people anywhere.

Oh yeah, the pictures.....top is a Northern Flicker, middle is a Black-throated Green Warbler, probably the commonest migrant warbler around these parts, and below is what the north lookout of Hawk Mountain looks like when you should never bother going.

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