Bourbon, A Bastard, and Birds.

Many have whined about the lack of bourbon coverage on this blog over the years. While I do drink a lot of it, and it is a sensational and most inspirational spirit, this is a birding blog...if you want to see closeup photos of alcohol for some reason, please try Instagram or Facebook, where crushers of pints and cocktails abound.

What no one has accused me of is the lack of bastards. I know a great many bastards, though only in the loose sense of the word. They appear here regularly. However, I am very committed to bastards...I have a true bastard girlfriend, whom I love very much. In fact, we just made our own bastard daughter together, out of wedlock! Her name is Annabelle, she makes cute noises and likes milk very much. Elijah Craig and Sibley are there for scale. I doubt she will ever want to be a birder, and that is totally fine...her job, for now, is drinking milk and doing cute shit. Oh, and sleeping, hopefully she will excel at that.

I finally did it...bourbon, bastards, and birds, all in one post! Close enough anyway.