<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009</id><updated>2011-12-12T23:01:15.858-08:00</updated><category term='birding Alton'/><category term='swans Missouri'/><category term='swans sleeping on ice'/><category term='Trumpeter Swans on ice'/><category term='IL'/><category term='birding in the winter'/><category term='Hag Moth'/><category term='cold weather birding'/><category term='birding missouri'/><category term='birding St. Louis'/><category term='birding ellis island bay'/><title type='text'>Swift Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>the trippy adventures of one newbie birder</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4220551072493544527</id><published>2010-03-07T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:18:24.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold weather birding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birding ellis island bay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birding missouri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birding St. Louis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swans Missouri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trumpeter Swans on ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swans sleeping on ice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birding in the winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birding Alton'/><title type='text'>Swan City</title><content type='html'>Okay, sorry...someone fell off the proverbial employment wagon.  Well, that didn't sound right.  I am still employed, but my job mostly entails staring at a computer screen.  So, I don't feel like staring at one when I get home (I get bug eyes!)  I'll try catch up over the next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S5QMtUOgtfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DqV1EhI7L7M/s1600-h/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S5QMtUOgtfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DqV1EhI7L7M/s400/DSC_0393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445991822060991986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop on my winter wonderland birding day was the Ellis Island Bay.  I was excited about stopping by the ponds because hundreds of Trumpeter Swans had been seen there over the weeks, and now it was my turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, hundreds were present.  They were positioned across the pond, so my photos are not the best, but I think you get the idea of their immense size and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S5QNVfR1EBI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CjXBim9ZftM/s1600-h/DSC_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S5QNVfR1EBI/AAAAAAAAAl8/CjXBim9ZftM/s400/DSC_0400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445992512222466066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this past winter, I had no idea how common wild swans are around Missouri.  I had NOOOO idea.  Pretty cool, though.  The trumpeter swan was VERY new species for me.  Yee-haw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4220551072493544527?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4220551072493544527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/03/swan-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4220551072493544527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4220551072493544527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/03/swan-city.html' title='Swan City'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S5QMtUOgtfI/AAAAAAAAAl0/DqV1EhI7L7M/s72-c/DSC_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-13575761351007417</id><published>2010-02-02T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:41:47.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dam Birds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2otHmxzAhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lYmG1TUBRDY/s1600-h/DSC_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2otHmxzAhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lYmG1TUBRDY/s320/DSC_0358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434205509067670034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tee-hee...that's fun to say...dam birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did see some dam birds.  At a real lock and dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running around the open fields of Confluence State Park, I ran over to the &lt;a href="http://www.greatriverroad.com/Cities/EAlton/MelvinPrice.htm"&gt;Melvin Price Lock and Dam&lt;/a&gt; outside of Alton, IL.  I was so surprised to see dozens of people watching the birds fishing from the turbulent waters of the spillway.  People!  It's freezing out here!  What are doing?  (The same thing I'm doing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2ovdAQ4ekI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Gaeo_G-R3Xs/s1600-h/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2ovdAQ4ekI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Gaeo_G-R3Xs/s400/DSC_0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434208075709446722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A trio of Herring Gulls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What at show!  Dozens of gulls flying every where!  How exciting!  Most of them were Ring-bills, but there was one species that was out of the ordinary for me, sporting pink legs and an orange dot on its lower bill.  HERRING GULL!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NEW SPECIES&lt;/span&gt;, WHOO-HOO!  That was a nice surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2owI-L0nkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SmfYHkMtDio/s1600-h/DSC_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2owI-L0nkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/SmfYHkMtDio/s400/DSC_0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434208831065595458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2oxJrL_vFI/AAAAAAAAAls/z-KItI-wxKE/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2oxJrL_vFI/AAAAAAAAAls/z-KItI-wxKE/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434209942657547346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....he got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the show, of course, is seeing the American Bald Eagles fishing.  Wow!  I think there were about six of them swooping around.  That is what draws the crowds.  They are right there in front of you, with no fear.  It is ALWAYS a privilege to see Bald Eagles.  I don't care how common they are becoming here in Missouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2ot5PiIC7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/4sTPE0Sw6L0/s1600-h/DSC_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2ot5PiIC7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/4sTPE0Sw6L0/s400/DSC_0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434206361821383602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a large flock of Goldeneye's floating around, but they were too far away for me to determine if they were Common or Barrow's.  Surely, they were Common, but who knows (only those with scopes!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-13575761351007417?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/13575761351007417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/02/dam-birds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/13575761351007417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/13575761351007417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/02/dam-birds.html' title='Dam Birds!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2otHmxzAhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lYmG1TUBRDY/s72-c/DSC_0358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3092559257438574611</id><published>2010-01-30T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T15:03:03.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Birding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S24CLxD8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/5dC3LbuLwys/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S24CLxD8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/5dC3LbuLwys/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432668124290813890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a fair weather birder.  I'll admit it.  I don't like birding when it's too cold.  Or too windy.  Or too hot.  Or too rainy.  I do have my limits in the love of my hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, after I've been holed up inside for too long and the sun hasn't shown for two weeks, I do get rather antsy to bird.  I recently decided I couldn't take one more day of cabin fever, and headed up north to &lt;a href="http://www.greatriverroad.com/stcharles/jonespark.htm"&gt;Confluence State Park&lt;/a&gt; in north St. Louis County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in my short birding career that I birded in 23 degree weather.  Brrrr.  But, thankfully, the sun was nice and shiny which made the birding great!  I had two main target birds that day, the Snow Bunting and the Lapland Larkspur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S0BK5mJWI/AAAAAAAAAks/FW-DhhrZSkE/s1600-h/DSC_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S0BK5mJWI/AAAAAAAAAks/FW-DhhrZSkE/s400/DSC_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432664982714459490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Horned Lark&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one Snow Bunting had been seen around the open field of the Park, but it had been seen pretty regularly.  I went for a try.  Sadly, I never did see the Snow Bunting, but did see hundreds of Lapland Larkspurs, and probably thousands of Horned Larks.  I think most people blow off large flocks of LBJ's thinking they are just sparrows, but if you actually stop and look, they'd see Larks.  Everywhere!  I was so surprised to see so many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so cold out!  I could only keep my glove covered fingers out in the cold wind for a minute or two, and then they got too stiff to adjust my binoculars!  I did a lot birding from the warm car, and ended up a happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S1tOcd0WI/AAAAAAAAAk0/N7jC9ilyw5s/s1600-h/DSC_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S1tOcd0WI/AAAAAAAAAk0/N7jC9ilyw5s/s400/DSC_0352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432666839091892578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mississippi to the left, Missouri to the right...rivers, I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day, though, was getting to see the iced over confluence of the Mississippi and Missouri Rivers.  It was interesting to me at the time that the Missouri was heavily iced, but the Mississippi was nearly free of ice floats.  Hmmm, I'll tell you why later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S3_Y_W17I/AAAAAAAAAlE/SAnIDFTi4mg/s1600-h/DSC_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S3_Y_W17I/AAAAAAAAAlE/SAnIDFTi4mg/s400/DSC_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432669350183491506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The river was filled with these really cool ice floats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, great day driving around in the sunshine! And a new species, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3092559257438574611?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3092559257438574611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/ice-birding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3092559257438574611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3092559257438574611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/ice-birding.html' title='Ice Birding'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S2S24CLxD8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/5dC3LbuLwys/s72-c/DSC_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6894058322722146933</id><published>2010-01-24T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:33:55.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salton Sea, Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x93qtyvEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RcYxRZZxQSk/s1600-h/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1162010+80008+PM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x93qtyvEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RcYxRZZxQSk/s320/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1162010+80008+PM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430353646014610498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What started as a very cool morning, turned into a gorgeously warm afternoon.  I couldn't have asked for a better day to bird in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our group left at lunch, with five of us remaining to count the vast number of birds along the northern shore of the Salton Sea.   It was about this time that my camera ran out of battery.  Pooper!  All of the photos you are seeing were taken by Richard Filley, one of the other birders I met that day.  Thanks for sharing, Richard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x3ANnDMQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/EQk_JnE83T0/s1600-h/2009+Photos+2941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x3ANnDMQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/EQk_JnE83T0/s400/2009+Photos+2941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430346096239128834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I joked this afternoon that if the Salton Sea wasn't filled with amazing birds, I would have thought I was in Hell.  Doesn't get any more barren than the coast of the Salton Sea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five of us marched across the beach of thick-caked salt to count the thousands of birds lining the edge of the sea. THOUSANDS I SAY!  The experts among us (aka Darrell and Dan) counted over 3000 Gulls (various species,) 1200 White Pelicans, and nearly 600 Great Blue Herons.   I literally got tears in my eyes seeing so many Pelicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x9Lly8RdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vxijkqoASmA/s1600-h/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1242010+85650+AM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x9Lly8RdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vxijkqoASmA/s400/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1242010+85650+AM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430352888779785682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point the White Pelicans, who were nestled down, took notice of our presence.  All at once they raised up and turned their heads toward us, ready to move at any moment.  Do you know what it feels like to have 1200 White Pelicans turn their heads at you and give you the stare down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x1acma21I/AAAAAAAAAkE/-dOO7MKUz1k/s1600-h/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+192010+95535+PM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x1acma21I/AAAAAAAAAkE/-dOO7MKUz1k/s400/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+192010+95535+PM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430344347916360530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I felt inadequate to count the thousands of gulls and pelicans, I could do something.  I volunteered to count all the Great Egrets lining the shore.  I counted 63, and I was proud to have contributed to the count that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things I witnessed (I was the only one who saw the whole thing,) was seeing a Peregrine Falcon try to take down a Shoveler Duck.  All of sudden I see this bird of prey swoop down and pin a duck down to the ground.  I couldn't believe my eyes!  But just as quickly as the Falcon took down the duck, it was scared off by some parachuters nearby.  The poor duck limped to edge of the water, seemingly dazed by his near death experience.  I still can't believe I saw what I saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great afternoon!  I ended up with only 26 species that afternoon, BUT of the 26, FIVE were new species for me!  My new species were the Glaucous-winged Gull, the Black-bellied Plover, Common Goldeneye, Clark's Grebe and the Snowy Plover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1yAQNh1dMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VYVZlftkH3Q/s1600-h/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1242010+91438+AM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1yAQNh1dMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VYVZlftkH3Q/s400/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1242010+91438+AM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430356266699814082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snowy Plover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was exhausted when we finished counting at 5pm that evening, but I was one happy girl!  My legs hurt, my face and neck were sunburned but I was happy! We joined the larger N. Salton Sea counters at Denny's to add to the greater CBC compilation.  The entire group ended up with like 141 species total, with 90 of them being from our specific group.  I'm very satisfied with our efforts (especially since we found 2 rarities.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for next year's count!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6894058322722146933?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6894058322722146933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/salton-sea-part-deux.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6894058322722146933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6894058322722146933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/salton-sea-part-deux.html' title='Salton Sea, Part Deux'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1x93qtyvEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RcYxRZZxQSk/s72-c/Facebook++Richard+Filley%27s+Photos+-+2009+Christmas+Bird+Counts+-+Mozilla+Firefox+1162010+80008+PM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-2814103508668323130</id><published>2010-01-23T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T07:59:20.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swift Girl Tired</title><content type='html'>Swift Girl worked a 60 hour week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swift Girl tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swift Girl will be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-2814103508668323130?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2814103508668323130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/swift-girl-tired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2814103508668323130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2814103508668323130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/swift-girl-tired.html' title='Swift Girl Tired'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5678107195604537296</id><published>2010-01-16T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:24:29.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBC, At Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jdbnc6ZNI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1h3ERsm2c7k/s1600-h/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jdbnc6ZNI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1h3ERsm2c7k/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427503229962970322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am saying with an immense joy (I'm actually jumping up and down!)  "I GOT TO BE A PART OF A CHRISTMAS BIRD COUNT THIS YEAR!!!!!  Yee-haw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last full day in California, I got to be a participant in the North Salton Sea CBC.  I've visited the Salton Sea before, so I knew what great birds I'd get to see (and count.)  But what I didn't expect was the great &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;number&lt;/span&gt; of birds I would be seeing.  OMG....thousands.  I mean it, thousands of birds.  Took my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our morning started out with 40 degree temps in the early hours (7am.)  That was cold to be birding.  I was looking forward to the sunrise and the heat that it would produce.  I'm glad I had brought my winter coat with me to CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jm47L6IvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/081KmYXL5Xg/s1600-h/DSC_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jm47L6IvI/AAAAAAAAAj8/081KmYXL5Xg/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427513629081215730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke up in teams, mine being a team of about 9 participants.  Our leader had prior experience counting Salton Sea birds (he already does it voluntarily several days a month) so I felt we had a Salton Sea expert on hand.  This was my first CBC and I was nervous about my counting abilities.  I got a great lesson on quick counting large flocks and just went with what I could do.  I was looking forward learning a lot that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JerL1OXqI/AAAAAAAAAjM/zMGJE4TFXTo/s1600-h/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JerL1OXqI/AAAAAAAAAjM/zMGJE4TFXTo/s400/DSC_0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427504596938284706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the morning hours, our team did the ponds within the &lt;a href="http://www.torresmartinez.org/"&gt;Torrez-Martinez Desert Chuihilla Indian Reservation&lt;/a&gt;, which I considered a privilege, because you can't bird there without permission from the Reservation.  It was here that I became part of CBC history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JfdM450gI/AAAAAAAAAjU/7bzwYICp4PQ/s1600-h/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JfdM450gI/AAAAAAAAAjU/7bzwYICp4PQ/s400/DSC_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427505456215609858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone was watching and counting hundreds of Double-Crested Cormorants flying over, my eye caught something else flying lower and in the opposite direction of the Cormorants.  It was big and white and honestly, I thought I was looking at a White Pelican as first.  But with closer examination (I'm talking within a second,) I figured out that it was a Swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelled Swan and everyone found it quickly.  I mean it is a very large bird.  I was able to grab my camera and got some fuzzy photos of it (it was quite a bit away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JgHn4c31I/AAAAAAAAAjc/lfc2ZvtGH_Q/s1600-h/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JgHn4c31I/AAAAAAAAAjc/lfc2ZvtGH_Q/s400/DSC_0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427506185015975762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tundra Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I had found was a Tundra Swan.  It was one of only a couple dozen seen at the Salton Sea in the last hundred years, and not sure, if ever, during a CBC.  In other words, I found a rarity.  A report was filed on my sighting, which included witnesses, what type of binoculars I used and a full narrative on how I (we) found it.  I am so humbled by my teams experience in helping to identify what type of species the Swan was (the photos helped.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should change my nickname to Swan Girl.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jh3wcukyI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pEX42granLk/s1600-h/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jh3wcukyI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pEX42granLk/s400/DSC_0335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427508111460963106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Eurasian Green-winged Teal Pond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day wasn't without more excitement.  Fellow BMCP birder Dan Baumann found a Eurasian Green-Winged Teal, which is a MAJOR rarity.  He got reported, too.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JjBImzJ_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/EZ0HI5aB6z4/s1600-h/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1JjBImzJ_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/EZ0HI5aB6z4/s400/DSC_0320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427509372076107762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Team Leader, Darrell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning count came to 55 species, with 5 lifers for me.  The additions to my life list are Black-tailed Gnatcatcher, Tundra Swan, Eurasian Green-Winged Teal, Spotted Sandpiper, and Least Sandpiper.  There were more species seen by my team members (they went bushwacking,) but I only count the birds I actually see with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day had just begun...more about my incredible afternoon in the next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5678107195604537296?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5678107195604537296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/cbc-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5678107195604537296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5678107195604537296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/cbc-at-last.html' title='CBC, At Last!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S1Jdbnc6ZNI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1h3ERsm2c7k/s72-c/DSC_0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4798854798909348706</id><published>2010-01-13T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:00:56.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitewater Canyon Preserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S051VHaGWDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fXpmFTcFOMM/s1600-h/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S051VHaGWDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fXpmFTcFOMM/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426403606654244914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many beautiful spots of the lower desert is the &lt;a href="http://www.wildlandsconservancy.org/twc_preserve_whitewater.html"&gt;Whitewater Canyon Preserve&lt;/a&gt;.  Absolutely, breathtaking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Female Hooded Merganser seen on one of the trout ponds, and she wasn't to be missed.  Sure enough, there she sat...all by herself.  What she was doing up there is a mystery, but it seems she made the place her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S055b9skZyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/fhd1R3i40UM/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S055b9skZyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/fhd1R3i40UM/s400/DSC_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426408122352953122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S055LxRHgeI/AAAAAAAAAis/hAZkVUrn3mk/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S055LxRHgeI/AAAAAAAAAis/hAZkVUrn3mk/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426407844138680802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love female Hooded Mergansers because they seemingly have bad hair days.  Their head feather are all wonky, sticking straight on end, like she just woke up.  Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S054lFIvd9I/AAAAAAAAAik/RbHoTKWXKoU/s1600-h/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S054lFIvd9I/AAAAAAAAAik/RbHoTKWXKoU/s400/DSC_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426407179457361874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0525rK9uRI/AAAAAAAAAiU/L0nOsHf-d54/s1600-h/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0525rK9uRI/AAAAAAAAAiU/L0nOsHf-d54/s400/DSC_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426405334241360146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Butter Butt!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other special species I saw this afternoon were the Rock Wren, the Canyon Wren and a female Common Yellowthroat.  There were also A LOT of Yellow-Rumped Warblers, referred to in the birding world as Butter Butts.  Isn't that fun to say?  Butter Butts...tee-hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S053jgEH9EI/AAAAAAAAAic/YvnlLC2bRCA/s1600-h/DSC_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S053jgEH9EI/AAAAAAAAAic/YvnlLC2bRCA/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426406052814386242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock Wren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a Red-tailed Hawk totally whacking on a Cooper's Hawk that must have encroached on a territory.  The RTH was screeching and diving on the CH.  Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4798854798909348706?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4798854798909348706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/whitewater-canyon-preserve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4798854798909348706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4798854798909348706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/whitewater-canyon-preserve.html' title='Whitewater Canyon Preserve'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S051VHaGWDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/fXpmFTcFOMM/s72-c/DSC_0300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7143958268592662739</id><published>2010-01-11T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:50:11.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird Search</title><content type='html'>While I was in the desert, I got to take some photos of some interesting birds.  Now I realize that some of these photos are not all that great (because most of them were pretty far away,) but I had fun searching for the birds and getting shots of them, especially the Burrowing Owl.  Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vQC6lZBtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/pSONOxbZhTk/s1600-h/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vQC6lZBtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/pSONOxbZhTk/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425658924602296018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the Burrowing Owl, as far as my 200mm camera could get him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vOvryCHgI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BlTZqsY8gxg/s1600-h/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vOvryCHgI/AAAAAAAAAhk/BlTZqsY8gxg/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425657494699646466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here he is when I digiscoped him.  Digiscoping is when you point your camera though the lens of a scope.  Amazing difference, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vPKPigrGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3Z1CI-HH5_8/s1600-h/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vPKPigrGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3Z1CI-HH5_8/s400/DSC_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425657950974815330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prairie Falcon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vQkqUArvI/AAAAAAAAAh8/bZuSVaQFaoc/s1600-h/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vQkqUArvI/AAAAAAAAAh8/bZuSVaQFaoc/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425659504349982450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Wigeon (New species for me!)  By the end of the week, I got an other new species; his cousin, the Eurasian Wigeon.  Whoo-hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vRy-Q1VTI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fTN5iNSNVW8/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vRy-Q1VTI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fTN5iNSNVW8/s400/DSC_0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425660849735161138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I assisted in searching for a Guinea Fowl, that was seen wandering beside Hwy. 111.  We never found him. Bummer!   He's obviously been around....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7143958268592662739?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7143958268592662739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/bird-search.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7143958268592662739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7143958268592662739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/bird-search.html' title='Bird Search'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0vQC6lZBtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/pSONOxbZhTk/s72-c/DSC_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1605100843089538890</id><published>2010-01-09T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:03:35.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leucistic Finch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0liHX-s69I/AAAAAAAAAhc/-6-jLlyXBME/s1600-h/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0liHX-s69I/AAAAAAAAAhc/-6-jLlyXBME/s320/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424975104980085714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One the greatest avian treats of my week in California was getting to see a leucistic House Finch at Mike and Betty's home in Joshua Tree.  I have never seen a leucistic bird before, so this was special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leucism&lt;/b&gt; is a condition characterized by reduced pigmentation  in animals and humans. Unlike albinism, it is caused by a reduction in all types of skin pigment, not  just melanin.  You can tell a leucistic animal from an albino by its eye color.  A leucistic bird will have a normal eye color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet little bird made its way around the feeders at Mike's house, just doing what normal House Finches do....eating.  Mike and I noticed, though, that it didn't really seem part of the normal group.  It stayed on its own.  Of course, that could just be our interpretation, but it was interesting to observe, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0lhz56aRHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KpQ-JHqJtBc/s1600-h/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0lhz56aRHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/KpQ-JHqJtBc/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424974770491507826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1605100843089538890?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1605100843089538890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/leucist-finch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1605100843089538890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1605100843089538890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/leucist-finch.html' title='Leucistic Finch'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0liHX-s69I/AAAAAAAAAhc/-6-jLlyXBME/s72-c/DSC_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7932638132724471162</id><published>2010-01-08T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:42:03.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding Back Home</title><content type='html'>Shew, I'm feeling better.  Finally was able to catch up on my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do in California is birding with the Big Morongo Canyon Preserve group.  It's like a family reunion every time I visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0e9pLPwA7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/CE4EInpPEw4/s1600-h/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0e9pLPwA7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/CE4EInpPEw4/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424512791282189234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday morning nothing of the extraordinary species showed up in my binoculars, but it was a sweet relief to see my favorite desert birds like the White-crowned Sparrow, California Thrasher and Roadrunner.  Oh, and, of course, the Gambel's Quail.  I've missed its soft &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chi-ca-go-go, chi-ca-go-go&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0e_EEQuY_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/pSGev9kuPF4/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0e_EEQuY_I/AAAAAAAAAg0/pSGev9kuPF4/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424514352775324658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;White-crowned Sparrow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I enjoyed on this bird walk was introducing the desert species to a visiting birder from Guatemala.  Every bird was new to him.  That is always fun (that was me just over a year ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0fAGiHW5WI/AAAAAAAAAg8/--lNQir0aro/s1600-h/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0fAGiHW5WI/AAAAAAAAAg8/--lNQir0aro/s400/DSC_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424515494660466018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juan adding new lifers to his worldwide list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0fCP1zQm4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/sXxrE5WtD-o/s1600-h/DSC_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0fCP1zQm4I/AAAAAAAAAhE/sXxrE5WtD-o/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424517853586955138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gorgeous San Bernadino Mountains to the North&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7932638132724471162?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7932638132724471162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/birding-back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7932638132724471162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7932638132724471162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/birding-back-home.html' title='Birding Back Home'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0e9pLPwA7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/CE4EInpPEw4/s72-c/DSC_0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4941896908702136713</id><published>2010-01-06T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:35:14.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0VVdfGbenI/AAAAAAAAAgc/gzh1INV0zAc/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0VVdfGbenI/AAAAAAAAAgc/gzh1INV0zAc/s400/DSC_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423835291290663538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time in CA, but my flight back to StL was four hours late, getting me in after 2am on Monday.  I have not been able to catch up on my life since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I get back into the swing of things, here is a beautiful sunrise in Joshua Tree, CA.  I was staying with my good friends Mike and Betty in Joshua Tree, and Mike always invites me to watch the sunrise over the mountains every time I stay with them.  GORGEOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0VWKwO00XI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uigXxYerfZE/s1600-h/DSC_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0VWKwO00XI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uigXxYerfZE/s400/DSC_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423836068983394674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4941896908702136713?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4941896908702136713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-not-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4941896908702136713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4941896908702136713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-not-dead.html' title='I&apos;m Not Dead'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/S0VVdfGbenI/AAAAAAAAAgc/gzh1INV0zAc/s72-c/DSC_0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4463157681719258790</id><published>2009-12-28T07:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:33:17.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SzjOmV416ZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ql4iignNOAw/s1600-h/DSCF1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SzjOmV416ZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ql4iignNOAw/s400/DSCF1086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420309309646301586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Morongo Valley, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the hiatus...no internet, no posts.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm back!  Merry Christmas, everyone!  Had a hoot of a time in Indiana with the folks.  I'll post more on that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am headed back to the desert for some sunshine and birding.  Can't wait to see everyone again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4463157681719258790?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4463157681719258790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-good-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4463157681719258790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4463157681719258790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-is-good-today.html' title='Life is Good Today'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SzjOmV416ZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ql4iignNOAw/s72-c/DSCF1086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4365944563385337614</id><published>2009-12-19T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:24:22.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBC Hooky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sy02KNqpqGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/l9d_-65h6dk/s1600-h/Google+Image+Result+for+httpwww.thedailygreen.comcmthedailygreenimageso6christmas-bird-count2-lg.jpg+-+Mozilla+Firefox+12192009+122047+PM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sy02KNqpqGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/l9d_-65h6dk/s320/Google+Image+Result+for+httpwww.thedailygreen.comcmthedailygreenimageso6christmas-bird-count2-lg.jpg+-+Mozilla+Firefox+12192009+122047+PM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417045475891718242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm missing the annual nationwide &lt;a href="http://www.audubon.org/Bird/cbc/"&gt;Christmas Bird Count&lt;/a&gt; ...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year thousands of audubon societies and bird groups around the nation get together a couple weeks before or after Christmas Day to count the birds they see within an established area.  The information collected is published as important national research.  This is a VERY big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I missed the BMCP CBC because I was traveling to Missouri (and really didn't know what I was missing.)  This year I had great plans on participating in a local StL CBC, but for some reason all of the dates are on days I am, again, traveling.  Mix that with the fact that I am working full-time now, makes the chances of catching a CBC pretty slim on my schedule.  Pooper....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did consider driving 2.5 hours west to Columbia, MO for their count, but with the weather being snowy/rainy with temps around 30 degrees and winds 20mph+, I just couldn't pull myself together enough to do it.  I guess I am a bit of a fair-weather birder.  Woose, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again, I'm missing this great event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4365944563385337614?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4365944563385337614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/cbc-hooky.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4365944563385337614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4365944563385337614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/cbc-hooky.html' title='CBC Hooky'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sy02KNqpqGI/AAAAAAAAAgE/l9d_-65h6dk/s72-c/Google+Image+Result+for+httpwww.thedailygreen.comcmthedailygreenimageso6christmas-bird-count2-lg.jpg+-+Mozilla+Firefox+12192009+122047+PM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6817248241439889297</id><published>2009-12-18T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:17:10.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Walking GBH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxSrIehLII/AAAAAAAAAfc/JGCMYG7of6I/s1600-h/DSC_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxSrIehLII/AAAAAAAAAfc/JGCMYG7of6I/s400/DSC_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416795352783203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxS3iMtzTI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1g-QAteoJyE/s1600-h/DSC_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxS3iMtzTI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1g-QAteoJyE/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416795565846285618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxTRUpDx8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/nf2eU2NWQUM/s1600-h/DSC_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxTRUpDx8I/AAAAAAAAAfs/nf2eU2NWQUM/s400/DSC_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416796008883668930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxTndVbk_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/xh8hjGMa5TE/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxTndVbk_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/xh8hjGMa5TE/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416796389174383602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6817248241439889297?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6817248241439889297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-walking-gbh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6817248241439889297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6817248241439889297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-walking-gbh.html' title='Tree Walking GBH'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyxSrIehLII/AAAAAAAAAfc/JGCMYG7of6I/s72-c/DSC_0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-444668498453070210</id><published>2009-12-13T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T13:09:43.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVTKIGb49I/AAAAAAAAAe0/HGIk5UMmeRQ/s1600-h/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVTKIGb49I/AAAAAAAAAe0/HGIk5UMmeRQ/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414825560421163986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm ba-a-a-ck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have to say too much about the beach...well, I'll say one thing, "Ah-h-h!"  Wasn't even two seconds before those shoes came off and I went a'runnin! And the best part was  I had the whole beach to myself!  I love solitary beaches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVW3o6uOyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qhQgYC7hM0k/s1600-h/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVW3o6uOyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/qhQgYC7hM0k/s400/DSC_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414829640859400994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking for shells&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thankful to be on the beach on this particular day.  It was 73 degrees and sunny.  Back home in StL, it was -5 degrees.  Tee-hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVXwBhNOzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SoJlAt8oVvM/s1600-h/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVXwBhNOzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SoJlAt8oVvM/s400/DSC_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414830609535941426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVWqDC9qaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hV22DFd4RTs/s1600-h/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVWqDC9qaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/hV22DFd4RTs/s400/DSC_0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414829407355120034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-444668498453070210?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/444668498453070210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/beach.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/444668498453070210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/444668498453070210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/beach.html' title='Beach'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyVTKIGb49I/AAAAAAAAAe0/HGIk5UMmeRQ/s72-c/DSC_0184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6642718133097623239</id><published>2009-12-12T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:27:19.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>Wow!  I had no idea.  Not until a friend visited the island this past fall did I have any idea that one of my favorite beach spots had a real Audubon Sanctuary!  The Audubon Sanctuary has ponds, swamps and beach access to find shore birds.  Freaking fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQV_1cPf5I/AAAAAAAAAec/sWmw2YGwRUc/s1600-h/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQV_1cPf5I/AAAAAAAAAec/sWmw2YGwRUc/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414476838427656082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Ring-billed Gull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQX-4PBgVI/AAAAAAAAAes/uOjQXxFZHDQ/s1600-h/DSC_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQX-4PBgVI/AAAAAAAAAes/uOjQXxFZHDQ/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414479021020905810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at the Sanctuary at 10am, I found the island completely covered with low clouds.  It literally felt like I was walking into a jungle in the clouds.  Quiet, quiet, quiet...like I was the only one on the whole island.  I was a bit disappointed at first, because it was so quiet bird-wise. But as soon as the morning fog lifted, the fun began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQVmcwlTDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BjKVCdn2bZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQVmcwlTDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/BjKVCdn2bZ8/s400/DSC_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414476402305354802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruby-crowned Kinglet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My target bird for the day was a &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Brown-headed_Nuthatch/id"&gt;Brown-headed Nuthatch&lt;/a&gt; (yeah, Smiley!)  Nothing like finding your target bird and new lifer 5 minutes into your search!  Check!  I also added the American Oystercatcher, which I found near Fort Gaines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQWmSgAzPI/AAAAAAAAAek/EWj1kf9vjeI/s1600-h/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQWmSgAzPI/AAAAAAAAAek/EWj1kf9vjeI/s400/DSC_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414477499063127282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A pair of American Oystercatchers.  As Baumann has said, "God worked a little bit too much overtime" on this one.  Crazy colors!  (It even has  orange eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6642718133097623239?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6642718133097623239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/birds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6642718133097623239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6642718133097623239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQV_1cPf5I/AAAAAAAAAec/sWmw2YGwRUc/s72-c/DSC_0197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-8783319878386621434</id><published>2009-12-12T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:58:46.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dauphin Island Getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQRuJ2CRVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UVl5l_BdoRc/s1600-h/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQRuJ2CRVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UVl5l_BdoRc/s320/DSC_0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414472136620393810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite places in the Deep South is &lt;a href="http://www.dauphinisland.org/"&gt;Dauphin Island, Alabama&lt;/a&gt;.  Dauphin Island is a barrier island located south of Mobile, AL, and became my favorite beach spot during the time Charlie Ray was being repaired in Mobile.  Not the fanciest of beaches because of the oil platforms located off shore, but it does have nautical charm and a sweet laid backness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't appreciate a couple years ago was the fantastic bird sanctuary and historic Fort Gaines located on the eastern side of the island.  Just this past week while I was in Alabama, I took a day and enjoyed all the island had to offer; the birds, the beaches and the buildings (historic ones, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next three posts will be labeled as so.  What a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-8783319878386621434?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8783319878386621434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/dauphin-island-getaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/8783319878386621434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/8783319878386621434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/dauphin-island-getaway.html' title='Dauphin Island Getaway'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyQRuJ2CRVI/AAAAAAAAAeM/UVl5l_BdoRc/s72-c/DSC_0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7334064461204377055</id><published>2009-12-09T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:03:01.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selma on a Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB2wuHwLaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cOu2yHQoH4I/s1600-h/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB2wuHwLaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cOu2yHQoH4I/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413457331485683106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After showing the boat, I went out on a mission to find a southern-only bird, the Brown-headed Nutchatch (thanks, Smiley!)  I tried and tried but constant rain kept me from wandering around the woods of Demopolis Lake.  I even tried birding from the car, but it was a bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with 6 hours of daylight left, I decided to drive 45 minutes east to the town of Selma.  I have been wanting to visit Selma every time I've been down here, and this rainy day would be my perfect opportunity.  What an amazing city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet lady at the Chamber of Commerce said "Selma is civil.  We had the Civil War and the Civil Rights."  And that is exactly why I wanted to visit Selma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB4AdzcpWI/AAAAAAAAAds/CLCJivuq0o8/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB4AdzcpWI/AAAAAAAAAds/CLCJivuq0o8/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413458701495084386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Read this!  (click on it to for a closer look.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first stop was the &lt;a href="http://www.nvrm.org/"&gt;National Voting Rights Museum &amp;amp; Institute&lt;/a&gt;, which has documented the events surrounding the Selma to Montgomery March of 1965 and it's subsequent "Bloody Sunday."  Short, short history lesson (according to the NVRM website)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.4  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;Sunday, March 7, 1965 the first march set out from Brown Chapel AME Church toward Montgomery, but was turned back just past the Edmund Pettus Bridge when marchers were brutally attacked by law e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;nforcement officers.  Two days later, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. led a second march from Brown Chapel toward Montgomery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;, but peacefully turned around at the “point” of confrontation” over the Pettus Bridge.  On March 21, 1965 a third march under the protection of the National Guard, left Brown Chapel for Montgomery and five days later reached the State Capital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB3eN3NBoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nBnj_UdAGAc/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB3eN3NBoI/AAAAAAAAAdk/nBnj_UdAGAc/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413458113100318338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Chapel AME Church where the March began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had studied the Civil Rights Movement at SEMO, and was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; profoundly effected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the events of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bloody Sunday.  I wanted to see the places with my own eyes.  Crossing over the Pettus Bridge and driving down the same street where people were beaten down for peacefully walking was surreal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB4r8G_ybI/AAAAAAAAAd0/CaH-cdBLiQs/s1600-h/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB4r8G_ybI/AAAAAAAAAd0/CaH-cdBLiQs/s400/DSC_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413459448364517810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's the photos I saw on the wall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB6Kwz_TMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0cceC2ZuebM/s1600-h/DSC_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB6Kwz_TMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/0cceC2ZuebM/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413461077419576514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what I saw when I turned around and looked out the window...same place along the bridge.  That brings it home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What a place of history!  I continued to drive around Selma in the pouring rain, being completely blown away by the enormous amount of historic houses.  Honestly, I have never seen such a variety of architectural styles within one small town (and I've studied historic architecture!)  I stopped and toured Sturdivant Hall, a pre-Civil War Neo-Classical house museum.  Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB_IQKdQJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9eAYhm0aMlE/s1600-h/DSC_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB_IQKdQJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/9eAYhm0aMlE/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413466531853844626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you'd like to see the interior of the house and learn about it's ghostly history, here is a link to a short video.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05SVV2fwZmc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05SVV2fwZmc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7334064461204377055?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7334064461204377055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/selma-on-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7334064461204377055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7334064461204377055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/selma-on-rainy-day.html' title='Selma on a Rainy Day'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SyB2wuHwLaI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cOu2yHQoH4I/s72-c/DSC_0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7191203569877098080</id><published>2009-12-06T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:11:16.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas on the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxSNfPJpsI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Pcvzbo4Fl5E/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxSNfPJpsI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Pcvzbo4Fl5E/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412291243869316802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm down in Demopolis, Alabama this week, working on and hoping to sell our trawler Charlie Ray.  My arrival came just at the right time as this weekend was the locally famous Christmas on the River celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas on the River celebration is a town sponsored festival that ends with a parade of lighted boats on the Tenn-Tom and a fireworks display.  It is a great little celebration in a sweet little town.  The floats were so beautiful reflecting off the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxSk3weY8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/9M2GJ_6QPPg/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxSk3weY8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/9M2GJ_6QPPg/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412291645588530114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone from the marina comes out and socialized together.  We all met outside along the fuel dock, but we got kick out because a barge came in and was fueling.  I guess we were too much of a liability for em'.  So we moved to the nearby campground, where we had great views of the floats.  BUT it was freezing...literally.  It got down in the 20's last night, so standing outside for 2 hours was excruciatingly cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxS-rXkwUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/w4azZWOK76Q/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxS-rXkwUI/AAAAAAAAAc8/w4azZWOK76Q/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412292088939462978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for campfires!  The owner of the campground lit up little bonfires for us and we stayed mostly toasty.  Mostly...still freaking cold!  One of the campfire tenders was a gentleman who plays drums for various country bands and artists.  I got a great scoop on John Michael Montgomery, whom I adore and learned lots about other country singers.  COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxVOP7-tDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/asZF3ZSgvtk/s1600-h/DSC_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxVOP7-tDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/asZF3ZSgvtk/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412294555477128242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah-h, fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxUUYnb9RI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5lC1gfnk6WQ/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxUUYnb9RI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5lC1gfnk6WQ/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412293561374471442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxVlCjw3XI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vRYb96gnFwM/s1600-h/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxVlCjw3XI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vRYb96gnFwM/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412294947022888306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing like fireworks over the water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7191203569877098080?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7191203569877098080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-on-river.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7191203569877098080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7191203569877098080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-on-river.html' title='Christmas on the River'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxxSNfPJpsI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Pcvzbo4Fl5E/s72-c/DSC_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7154015852831906695</id><published>2009-12-04T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:45:30.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlVsdWC7BI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qm1RcpQAWls/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlVsdWC7BI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qm1RcpQAWls/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411450649542061074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DISCLAIMER:  I am NOT in California right now.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is year long rewind back to Dec. 2008.&lt;/span&gt;  I'm just reminiscing and wishing.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, my BMCP friends are enjoying a day long birding trip to the Salton Sea in SoCal today.  My heart aches to be there. Last year's trip was a memorable one for me, so I am a bit sad that I won't be there to make new memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some of my photos from a year ago.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just go with me on this one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlXFTNLqoI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FajJeqX8MH8/s1600-h/DSC_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlXFTNLqoI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FajJeqX8MH8/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411452175828888194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Margaret, Jane and Phyllis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlU_5Q2bnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pv8_CusJA_s/s1600-h/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlU_5Q2bnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/pv8_CusJA_s/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411449883942350450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;White Pelli's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlVWQkw8HI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1MNwvgGaIE4/s1600-h/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlVWQkw8HI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1MNwvgGaIE4/s400/DSC_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411450268157014130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of my most favorite birding group photos of the BMCP group.  Jean Halford, Dan Baumann and their famous scopes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlXP9TMvbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/0MD5VXj9GbQ/s1600-h/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlXP9TMvbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/0MD5VXj9GbQ/s400/DSC_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411452358927105458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Great Egrets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlWlxoBPnI/AAAAAAAAAcM/7_LSiMqNh8k/s1600-h/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlWlxoBPnI/AAAAAAAAAcM/7_LSiMqNh8k/s400/DSC_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411451634238701170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike Smiley getting into trouble....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlWKmvgd5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/875YdaQEs_0/s1600-h/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlWKmvgd5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/875YdaQEs_0/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411451167460849554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thousands of snow geese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sxl_9gkqiWI/AAAAAAAAAck/sp1Gdh9nKFs/s1600-h/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sxl_9gkqiWI/AAAAAAAAAck/sp1Gdh9nKFs/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411497121954826594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my Harris Sparrow Cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best memory for the day (other than getting to know my new friends) was getting the Harris Sparrow Cookie Prize.  While we were at the Sonny Bono Wildlife Refuge, we were told a rare Harris Sparrow had recently been seen, and to be on the lookout.  Everyone had their eyes peeped on the nearby trees looking for the booger while we ate our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan put out the fun challenge to the group that the first person to find the sparrow would get one of his oatmeal cookies.  It wasn't even two seconds later, that I looked up and found a LBJ that I didn't recognized.  I looked at Mike and said, "What's that?"  He said, "Harris Sparrow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, new girl got the cookie for no real work at all.  :)  Oh, and yes, I do look different now.  Let's not talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7154015852831906695?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7154015852831906695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/california-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7154015852831906695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7154015852831906695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/california-dreaming.html' title='California Dreaming'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxlVsdWC7BI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qm1RcpQAWls/s72-c/DSC_0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4787635570530208764</id><published>2009-12-02T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:15:55.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilly Fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxbmpI0igZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sUeGt6CLE6k/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxbmpI0igZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sUeGt6CLE6k/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410765596749103506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, there was no fighting involved....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos are my new "Magic Deck" bird, the &lt;a href="http://www.pileatedwoodpeckercentral.com/"&gt;Pileated Woodpecker&lt;/a&gt;.  If you are not familiar with the Pileated Woodpecker, they are immense in size and, in my humble opinion, the most beautiful of all woodpeckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are very common here at Innsbrook, but I've just recently seen them at the suet feeder.  He's holding on for dear life on that little feeder!  Cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sxbm9VVBs1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/G7w_zuElhi8/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sxbm9VVBs1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/G7w_zuElhi8/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410765943703974738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4787635570530208764?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4787635570530208764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/pilly-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4787635570530208764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4787635570530208764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/12/pilly-fight.html' title='Pilly Fight'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxbmpI0igZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sUeGt6CLE6k/s72-c/DSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5227066015425774774</id><published>2009-11-27T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T14:34:04.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You Know Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxBSgqIKwNI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qPkpp_vTYKU/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxBSgqIKwNI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qPkpp_vTYKU/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408913873489805522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found this is in Columbia....did you know this existed, Smiley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for Mootz Memorial Drive&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Turk Turnpike&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Baumann Boardwalk&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Zeller...Zeller...ummm, what goes with Zeller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5227066015425774774?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5227066015425774774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-you-know-who.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5227066015425774774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5227066015425774774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-you-know-who.html' title='For You Know Who'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SxBSgqIKwNI/AAAAAAAAAbU/qPkpp_vTYKU/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1002221066689080097</id><published>2009-11-25T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:57:55.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Hill Reservoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw16MDiqQWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LY0YWGxz1Fc/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw16MDiqQWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LY0YWGxz1Fc/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408113075069534562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my continued efforts to meet new birders and see new parts of this beloved state, I attended a field trip to the &lt;a href="http://mdc4.mdc.mo.gov/applications/moatlas/AreaSummaryPage.aspx?txtAreaID=6504"&gt;Thomas Hill Reservoir&lt;/a&gt; with the Columbia Audubon Society.  The trip was focused on finding gull and duck species amongst the ponds of the Reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a FUN group!  Laughing, laughing, laughing!  I really liked them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw1-IqucptI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_BYOMwvoonE/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw1-IqucptI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_BYOMwvoonE/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408117414914991826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best part of mostly driving tour was the use of walkie-talkies.  While our six cars traversed the back roads of Macon Co., the trip leader, Edge Wade, spoke to us about the area and about the different species found there.  It literally was like sitting in a class, but with a better view.  I learned SO much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw16YflGgfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ytGmfL27TB4/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw16YflGgfI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ytGmfL27TB4/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408113288754397682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bonaparte's Gull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added SIX new species to my life list that day!  Banner day!  My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new species&lt;/span&gt; for the day were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bonaparte's Gull&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Krider's Form of the Red-tailed Hawk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesser Scaup&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redneck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ring-necked Duck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red-breasted Merganser&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw17QdTMtBI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6z_22-ouAXI/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw17QdTMtBI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6z_22-ouAXI/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408114250215109650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and one hoot of a woman, Edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, or actually the most embarrassing, of the day was successfully completing the "Prairie Chicken Lifer Dance."  It is a CAS tradition that anytime you get a new life bird, you have to do a little dance like a Prairie Chicken.  I won't go into the details, but it sure was fun and embarrassing all at the same time.  Thank goodness they did NOT make me do it six times!  Once was enough!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know how a prairie chicken dances and how I looked for a whole 20 seconds, check out this video. Yes, I had to stomp my feet, too.  Try not to fall out of your chair laughing so hard.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ut-bQn88xEc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ut-bQn88xEc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1002221066689080097?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1002221066689080097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/thomas-hill-reservoir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1002221066689080097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1002221066689080097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/thomas-hill-reservoir.html' title='Thomas Hill Reservoir'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sw16MDiqQWI/AAAAAAAAAa0/LY0YWGxz1Fc/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6124565590881780987</id><published>2009-11-24T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:47:23.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newbies at the Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwwaebJKXlI/AAAAAAAAAas/orr8et6uTp8/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwwaebJKXlI/AAAAAAAAAas/orr8et6uTp8/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407726362549706322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most birders keep a "yard list" of the birds that show up on their property.  My yard list generally consists of birds that I have seen from the chalet, deck or our dock.  I've seen some pretty cool and crazy things over the past 6 months, including a Worm-eating and Golden-winged Warblers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I've added some newbies to my yard list.  Here are a few of the newbies....&lt;br /&gt;     -Golden-crowned Kinglet&lt;br /&gt;     -Brown Creeper&lt;br /&gt;     -Purple Finch (which is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new lifer&lt;/span&gt; for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo to the above is of a Purple Finch, taken through a dirty chalet window.  Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6124565590881780987?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6124565590881780987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/newbies-at-chalet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6124565590881780987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6124565590881780987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/newbies-at-chalet.html' title='Newbies at the Chalet'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwwaebJKXlI/AAAAAAAAAas/orr8et6uTp8/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-2530606623221600408</id><published>2009-11-23T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:53:28.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun on the Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsOpstz_bI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/TKdNzGb-e9Q/s1600/DSC_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsOpstz_bI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/TKdNzGb-e9Q/s320/DSC_1330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407431887129148850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the weekend with my parents, we celebrated my uncle's 80th birthday at a party in Michigan City, IN.  Happy Birthday, Uncle Jim!  But before the party, my parents and I stopped by the beach, pier and lighthouse on Lake Michigan.  The weather was amazingly perfect, with temps in the mid-60's.  Great for a walk on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were pulling up to the beach, I saw a group of people getting out of their cars with scopes.  BIRDERS!!!  I am not kidding when I say I just about jumped out of our moving car.  I grabbed my binoculars and bird book and ran, I mean walked, to meet up with them.  With a big smile I asked them questions about their group and asked what their target bird was.  I joined right in.  I was so needy....  :)  I miss you, BMCP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsPDwsKpQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6WZm_DOYOK0/s1600/IMG_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsPDwsKpQI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6WZm_DOYOK0/s400/IMG_1328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407432334872585474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Dad referencing the Horned Grebe in my bird book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they didn't have a target bird, they were looking for a variety of gull species.  They didn't find any other species other than the Ring-bill, they did find a Horned Grebe.  A Horned Grebe THAT IS A NEW SPECIES TO ME!  Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsOxeUax_I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jAxTBd77ORU/s1600/DSC_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsOxeUax_I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jAxTBd77ORU/s400/DSC_1322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407432020703496178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ring-billed Gull&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to follow the group on and off as they went looking for more birds along the pier and breakwall, but generally we just enjoyed the atypically warm sunshine and beautiful blue water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsQEuA8z_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/1A1nHY8G3Hw/s1600/DSC_1323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsQEuA8z_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/1A1nHY8G3Hw/s400/DSC_1323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407433450845949938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at these good lookin' people I found along the beach!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsQeUDNcdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4Hr-QEZN2f0/s1600/IMG_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsQeUDNcdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4Hr-QEZN2f0/s400/IMG_1330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407433890552705490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG, I love this photo of my dad looking through a scope and holding onto my bird book!  I'm telling you...I'm turning them into birders!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsQ-gvw8rI/AAAAAAAAAac/RncDyBXFIoM/s1600/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsQ-gvw8rI/AAAAAAAAAac/RncDyBXFIoM/s400/IMG_1332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407434443716620978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lighthouses are COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-2530606623221600408?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2530606623221600408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-on-lake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2530606623221600408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2530606623221600408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-on-lake.html' title='Fun on the Lake'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwsOpstz_bI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/TKdNzGb-e9Q/s72-c/DSC_1330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1568762292621609373</id><published>2009-11-20T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:14:10.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parental Birding</title><content type='html'>How deep the love of a parent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've become a birder, my parents have become more than supportive of my new hobby (or obsession.)  I've taken my Mom on a bird walk at BMCP.  They've sent me photos of unidentified birds they've found.  They've put up a bird feeder and kept me updated on its visitors.  They've always shown interest in birds FOR ME, and for that I am more than grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwcuqE5FqzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zRUPd-K7Qqw/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwcuqE5FqzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zRUPd-K7Qqw/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406341178084141874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is how awesome my Mom is....she drops me off, parks the van, walks a quarter mile from the van to the platform, walks back to the van to retrieves our coffee, and then walks back to the platform...all the while freezing her bootie off, just so I can bird!  This is Mom walking with our coffee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I pushed the limits of the normal sidewalk birding with my parents, and made my Mom do a little off-roading to find birds.   IT WAS SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Swcu7YIlGyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/m3yUpTd_Dwk/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Swcu7YIlGyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/m3yUpTd_Dwk/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406341475307166498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found cranes all over the place.  We'd see some in a field, and she'd dart the van over so I could jump out.  Reminded me of good times with friends in CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwcwJEgv_oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vuZM18retmM/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwcwJEgv_oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vuZM18retmM/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406342810069630594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our best find for the morning was a Bald Eagle!  Not normally found in this part of Indiana, finding this treasure amongst the trees was easy. Giant black bird with a white head in a bare tree oak tree was easy to see.  Mom took that van down a vacant house lot and across a grassy field so I could get a closer look at the sucker.  What a Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Swcty4ezDaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ID5eHqm7tKw/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Swcty4ezDaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ID5eHqm7tKw/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406340229859839394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful!  Of course, I spooked him, but I was able to get a decent photo of him as proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun morning!  I'll turn her into a birder whether she want to or not!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1568762292621609373?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1568762292621609373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/parental-birding.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1568762292621609373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1568762292621609373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/parental-birding.html' title='Parental Birding'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwcuqE5FqzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zRUPd-K7Qqw/s72-c/DSC_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6839220638563646077</id><published>2009-11-19T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:55:40.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandhill Crane Redux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXX5gUzdnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/yzHiwNQCDm0/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXX5gUzdnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/yzHiwNQCDm0/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405964310657857138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last October, I spent a late afternoon visiting the Sandhill Crane Observatory at the Jasper-Pulaski Game Preserve outside Wheatfield, IN. While there were many cranes there at the time, it was not the peak season. November is peak season.  So, I returned back to my hometown this past weekend and got to enjoy the full force of Sandhill Crane migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of an afternoon visit, my mom and I decided to get our booties up and out pre-dawn to catch the morning influx flights of the cranes.  Plus, we were told the lighting is better for photos, since we wouldn't be shooting into the westward setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXZ-iwIgEI/AAAAAAAAAZA/N2lB_gjYDd4/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXZ-iwIgEI/AAAAAAAAAZA/N2lB_gjYDd4/s400/DSC_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405966596231954498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, Connie, was so gracious, and dropped me off at the observatory platform so I wouldn't miss a minute of the show.  Mom, you rock!  When I topped the platform, I found dozens of other birdwatchers already in place.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXYNao-XzI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0uptGwgMdCQ/s1600/IMG_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXYNao-XzI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0uptGwgMdCQ/s400/IMG_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405964652729229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the cranes, I was a bit shocked to find an empty field.  Whah?  But within one minute I see one pair flying in and landing on the field.  Then another, then another.  Next thing I know the entire sky is filled with Sandhill Cranes, squawking away with most of them plopping down on the field.  AWESOME!  It was a fantastic sight to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXY_cpWxnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ktrLwIhK2Ec/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXY_cpWxnI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ktrLwIhK2Ec/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405965512261158514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, Mom, for the fun (but freaking cold) morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1f35ff26d8a5ca0e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f35ff26d8a5ca0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420178%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B4386A1160E90C81DC967614523A5EABE212335.1096DF67E75E815CA4807C4544433F0591A5895%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f35ff26d8a5ca0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6og7b3IksyRULxHm5SqxFNsr5Ls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f35ff26d8a5ca0e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420178%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B4386A1160E90C81DC967614523A5EABE212335.1096DF67E75E815CA4807C4544433F0591A5895%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f35ff26d8a5ca0e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6og7b3IksyRULxHm5SqxFNsr5Ls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video I took of the immense sqawking of the Sandhill Cranes.  It was legitimately loud, even across a field!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6839220638563646077?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6839220638563646077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sandhill-crane-redux.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6839220638563646077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6839220638563646077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sandhill-crane-redux.html' title='Sandhill Crane Redux'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SwXX5gUzdnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/yzHiwNQCDm0/s72-c/DSC_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-597246537015424924</id><published>2009-11-14T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:30:53.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sv7oyLJhfUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/lxEMBcKNsuo/s1600-h/IMG_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404012551575010626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sv7oyLJhfUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/lxEMBcKNsuo/s400/IMG_1319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Altoids in Hoosierland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-597246537015424924?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/597246537015424924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/597246537015424924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/597246537015424924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-blue.html' title='For Blue'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sv7oyLJhfUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/lxEMBcKNsuo/s72-c/IMG_1319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-9115658805669728832</id><published>2009-11-11T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:08:55.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with my Peeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr6P5JbkMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/34nMwooa9RU/s1600-h/DSCF1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr6P5JbkMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/34nMwooa9RU/s320/DSCF1075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402905853929689282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, a visit to the desert wouldn't be complete (or tolerable, for that matter) without a morning birding session with my friends at BMCP.  I miss them SO much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the morning (in addition to the whole family reunion atmosphere, since the snowbirds were back) was getting to see a new species.  With a careful eye, one birder noticed that the Yellow-shafted Northern Flicker that we had been watching was missing the normal red markings on it's neck.  Using some photos that were taken, it was determined that the Yellow-shafted was actually a &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Gilded_Flicker/lifehistory"&gt;Gilded Flicker&lt;/a&gt;!  Yahoo!  New species!  It had been years since one had been seen within the Preserve, so it was special for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr674ldliI/AAAAAAAAAXY/be_-dIEhdKI/s1600-h/DSCF1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr674ldliI/AAAAAAAAAXY/be_-dIEhdKI/s400/DSCF1080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402906609693070882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Found the Barn Owl!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, our morning was topped off with breakfast at the Morongo Cafe.  Can't get enough of Betty's Special Scramble and it is always great to see my favorite waitress, Jean.  She's the BEST ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr7vCZkAhI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0vwCm6v5R00/s1600-h/DSCF1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr7vCZkAhI/AAAAAAAAAXo/0vwCm6v5R00/s400/DSCF1083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907488500843026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We filled up half the restaurant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr8FqTsdqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/T5dHxG1N0Z0/s1600-h/DSCF1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr8FqTsdqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/T5dHxG1N0Z0/s400/DSCF1085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907877170771618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Betty's Special Veggie Scramble....GONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr8myIpAjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/xPKRDAhK6ds/s1600-h/DSCF1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr8myIpAjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/xPKRDAhK6ds/s400/DSCF1084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402908446207574578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd eat here every day if I could....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-9115658805669728832?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/9115658805669728832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-with-my-peeps.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/9115658805669728832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/9115658805669728832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-with-my-peeps.html' title='Fun with my Peeps'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svr6P5JbkMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/34nMwooa9RU/s72-c/DSCF1075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-2848481267966706043</id><published>2009-11-08T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:45:32.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>San Jacinto Wildlife Area</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdiaymDuoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/KeNtssp88vU/s1600-h/DSCF1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdiaymDuoI/AAAAAAAAAWY/KeNtssp88vU/s320/DSCF1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401894490451720834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been absent in posting much this week because I took a quickie trip back to the desert of Southern California.  What a fantastic four days!  Lots of friends, great birding and good food.  Can't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my last day in CA, I had the great opportunity to go on a birding field trip with the Big Morongo Canyon Preserve bird group to San Jacinto Wildlife Area.  I had been there before with the group last winter, but I was still looking forward to it.  I am always looking forward to new species, and anyway, the Area is just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdiwM4FlCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/YX1tNXQSd3U/s1600-h/DSCF1106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdiwM4FlCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/YX1tNXQSd3U/s400/DSCF1106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401894858283914274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Loved the early morning haze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with one official new species, a Vesper Sparrow and one unofficial new species, the Scaup.  I'm calling it unofficial because we could not identify whether it was a Lesser or Greater from afar.  So I guess it doesn't really count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdjDjnC4nI/AAAAAAAAAWo/GfRoH4jyjdM/s1600-h/DSCF1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdjDjnC4nI/AAAAAAAAAWo/GfRoH4jyjdM/s400/DSCF1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401895190803964530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the best part of the day was seeing at least a dozen or so Wilson's Snipes.  I've only ever seen one in my whole life (cause, well, they are rarely seen, hence the whole Snipe hunting thing,) so getting to see a dozen all hanging out together was a real treat.  I'm so thankful for my friends' scopes.  They make my birding much better!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdjgGn6YMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/deoho4ZbeEs/s1600-h/DSCF1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SvdjgGn6YMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/deoho4ZbeEs/s400/DSCF1110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401895681239179458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the AWESOMEST woman on the planet, Patty.  Patty is BC survivor like myself, so I consider her a sister at heart.  Love you Patty!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only stayed for the morning session because I had to catch a flight back to StL, but I ended up with about 57 species.  Pretty darn good day, I think!  It felt really great to be back with the old CA group again.  I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svdkq9OC4oI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UDu_WsBOto8/s1600-h/DSCF1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svdkq9OC4oI/AAAAAAAAAW4/UDu_WsBOto8/s400/DSCF1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401896967204954754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the only bird photo from the day.  The pond is filled with Black-neck Stilts and few Yellowlegs.  I did not bring my "biggy" camera because American Airlines sucks for charging for checked bags.  Didn't have the room.  Sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svdl-v68xgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZrMDdCRu-hU/s1600-h/DSCF1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Svdl-v68xgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZrMDdCRu-hU/s400/DSCF1112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401898406744212994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-2848481267966706043?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2848481267966706043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Su41Xl5HbgI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RtH-WOy-ugw/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-379844017906898622</id><published>2009-10-31T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:56:19.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Cause I'm the Auntie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuyWMn40g8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/O9Gu3dYJFYQ/s1600-h/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuyWMn40g8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/O9Gu3dYJFYQ/s400/DSC_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398855196920284098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and I think she is darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-379844017906898622?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/379844017906898622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-cause-im-auntie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/379844017906898622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/379844017906898622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-cause-im-auntie.html' title='Just Cause I&apos;m the Auntie...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuyWMn40g8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/O9Gu3dYJFYQ/s72-c/DSC_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7014313888052280802</id><published>2009-10-28T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:04:34.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Suiie8vs0VI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OvBGS34odZk/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Suiie8vs0VI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OvBGS34odZk/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397742805989511506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Introducing Sarah Marie, my new niece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9lbs, 9oz and 22 in. long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuiirUKpbVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bBfnKWp-YHs/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuiirUKpbVI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bBfnKWp-YHs/s400/DSC_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397743018434981202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love and congratulations to Charity, Erik, Anthony and new big sister Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Suii_ivUMMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/sJ4o9wIDOns/s1600-h/DSC_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Suii_ivUMMI/AAAAAAAAAV4/sJ4o9wIDOns/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397743365944258754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuijVAhnSDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/jO4c8H1e-To/s1600-h/DSC_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7014313888052280802?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7014313888052280802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7014313888052280802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7014313888052280802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Suiie8vs0VI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OvBGS34odZk/s72-c/DSC_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1537280521069394161</id><published>2009-10-27T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T06:54:22.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Car Ride</title><content type='html'>As I was driving my niece and nephew to school this morning, my 8 year old niece said, "Wow, look at all those birds!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed that it was going to be a flock of starlings or something of the annoying sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was delighted to see that Elizabeth had found a flock of White Pelicans streaming across the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1537280521069394161?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1537280521069394161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/car-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1537280521069394161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1537280521069394161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/car-ride.html' title='The Car Ride'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5100788739172721908</id><published>2009-10-25T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:09:32.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>Sadness for the loss of a friend's husband to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Jean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5100788739172721908?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5100788739172721908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sadness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5100788739172721908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5100788739172721908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4427611086381742863</id><published>2009-10-23T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:01:42.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt Birding on the Magic Deck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHsQzLVcOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oYiVKNqbUno/s1600-h/DSC_0139-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHsQzLVcOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oYiVKNqbUno/s320/DSC_0139-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395853601926377698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I mentioned in an earlier post, my friend Laura Shelton refers to the deck around my Innsbrook home as the "Magic Deck" because some really fun, amazing things show up there (feathered and non-feathered things.)  Our chalet at Innsbrook actually sits on the side of a very large hill.  A lot of great things show up on the deck because it is parallel to many tree tops.  You could almost call it a treehouse of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I stayed in the entire day at Innsbrook and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tried&lt;/span&gt; enjoying the quiet rainy day (it was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; day!)  I decided to make something of my time and do some "butt birding."  My friend Jane Mootz came up with that funny phrase to describe birding from a single stationary place.  You just plop down on a bench, and wait to see what shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, instead of a bench, I chose the rocking chair in the living room that overlooks the deck, which overlooks the lake.  I spent at least an hour just sitting there, and then spent much time on-and-off through out the day carefully watching the action just outside the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHssKIbiMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ohP5fDnf218/s1600-h/DSC_0126-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHssKIbiMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ohP5fDnf218/s400/DSC_0126-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854071944677570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry, none of these photos are too clear.  They are all shot through a dirty window!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Red-bellied Woodpecker and an American Goldfinch at the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe the number of species I saw within one day from that one spot.  There were a lot of the regulars, like Tufted Titmice and Nuthatches, but I couldn't believe the number of oddies, like White-throated Sparrows and warblers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHtp6dFqCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/i8WsgtGLt8w/s1600-h/DSC_0141-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHtp6dFqCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/i8WsgtGLt8w/s400/DSC_0141-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395855132888246306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cedar Waxwing, before I realized there was whole flock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best part of the day was seeing a flock of Cedar Waxwings enjoying a drink from a pan of water.  I read that birds often need fresh water from a shallow source, so I put one out there several months ago.  It usually goes unused for the most part, except for an occasional American Goldfinch, and I literally was going to remove it last week.  I am so glad I didn't!  I was such a joy to see the Waxwings drinking away.  I have NEVER seen them on, or from the deck for that matter, before yesterday.  What a great surprise!  That pan is staying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHt-m1iBoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/vyAak3uVg00/s1600-h/DSC_0143-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHt-m1iBoI/AAAAAAAAAVY/vyAak3uVg00/s400/DSC_0143-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395855488399312514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my "Magic Deck Butt Birding" list for October 22, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tufted Titmouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White-breasted Nuthatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-bellied Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Downy Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hairy Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black-capped Chickadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carolina Chickadee (90 percent sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Northern Cardinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eastern Phoebe (swirling its tail around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Robins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White-throated Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black-throated Green Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow-Rumped Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wild Turkey (I saw them actually fly!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cedar Waxwings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Goldfinches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ruby Crowned Kinglet (they are becoming my favorite bird. So darn cute!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue Jays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHufqM7zrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aID-ITB1jUU/s1600-h/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHufqM7zrI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aID-ITB1jUU/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395856056238460594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cedar Waxwings drinking away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4427611086381742863?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4427611086381742863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/butt-birding-on-magic-deck.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4427611086381742863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4427611086381742863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/butt-birding-on-magic-deck.html' title='Butt Birding on the Magic Deck'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SuHsQzLVcOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oYiVKNqbUno/s72-c/DSC_0139-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6955062593178192345</id><published>2009-10-20T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T06:01:36.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling into Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2r0dj83TI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Idh2biePzqU/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2r0dj83TI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Idh2biePzqU/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394656846436687154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather this past week in St. Louis stunk.  40 degrees, overcast, and rainy.  The sun did not show its face for over 5 days.  Those of you in the desert have no idea what 5 days of no sunshine is like.  Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sunday, Sunday was glorious!  All the fall colors came to life in the bright sunshine.  It was almost like you could swim in the light, it was so enriching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped church and had my own "worship" service down by the Aspen Dam Waterfall here at Innsbrook.  I knew I could walk a trail along side the stream, but I didn't realize, until Sunday, that you could actually traverse the cascade itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2xSi4VdXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bjnkgo8abcY/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2xSi4VdXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bjnkgo8abcY/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394662860818576754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot resist rock scrambling. Or waterfalls for that matter.  Mix in the warm sunshine and the beautiful colors of autumn, and, boy, I tell ya, ain't nothin' better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few photos from my morning.  Happy Fall, Ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2yQmnD-II/AAAAAAAAAUo/JYo1NNqgcHo/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2yQmnD-II/AAAAAAAAAUo/JYo1NNqgcHo/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394663926971758722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2uifhbl-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5Q8ZcZCQ19g/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2uifhbl-I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5Q8ZcZCQ19g/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394659836260227042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2v4CH3fBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4w8YtYEUGTQ/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2v4CH3fBI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4w8YtYEUGTQ/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394661305837124626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2zDzGSupI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vAwwpoVf5Jo/s1600-h/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2zDzGSupI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vAwwpoVf5Jo/s400/DSC_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394664806497303186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is good today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2z9G7-OLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ybzTq1BAViU/s1600-h/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2z9G7-OLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ybzTq1BAViU/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394665791075268786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6955062593178192345?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6955062593178192345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/falling-into-autumn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6955062593178192345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6955062593178192345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/falling-into-autumn.html' title='Falling into Autumn'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/St2r0dj83TI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Idh2biePzqU/s72-c/DSC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7792997113025232662</id><published>2009-10-18T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:12:27.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Laugh</title><content type='html'>Today as I was checking on the local news of Yucca Valley, CA through the High-Desert Star website (the local newspaper,) I ran across a startling photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;a href="http://www.hidesertstar.com/"&gt;home page of the website&lt;/a&gt;, if you scroll down a bit, there is a Featured Photos section.  I am one of those photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo was from the Morongo Valley Spring Festival back in March.  I was working the bird table for BMCP.  I'm holding the wings of, I think, a Great Horned Owl.  But I don't really remember.  I just remember it was a fun day of sharing my love of birds with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great surprise and a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7792997113025232662?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7792997113025232662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7792997113025232662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7792997113025232662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-laugh.html' title='A Good Laugh'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7619850489333254320</id><published>2009-10-16T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:59:39.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciating the Common</title><content type='html'>With Fall Migration in motion, many of the summer regulars (like warblers) have already headed south for the sunny Caribbean (smarties!)  In their place, I am getting to enjoy so many new fly-through species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this past week, I added four &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new species&lt;/span&gt; to my life list:  Blue-headed Vireo, Brown Creeper, Golden-crown Kinglet and the Winter Wren.  I found all four of these species within one half hour at Gaddy Gardens!  That was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkVwG0A-xI/AAAAAAAAATw/nDiaf1hoEDM/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkVwG0A-xI/AAAAAAAAATw/nDiaf1hoEDM/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393365944959564562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A White-throated Sparrow, that recently returned to Innsbrook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I have come to appreciate the most, of late, are the Sparrows.  What a wonderful creation sparrow are!  Sadly, though, not many of us take notice of them. Up until last year, I would have estimated that there were only a few types of sparrows.  I mean, they are often referred to in the birding community as "LBJ's" (little brown jobs.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkYD6xSxDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Olh0NwGL2ro/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+10162009+60249+PM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkYD6xSxDI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Olh0NwGL2ro/s400/Fullscreen+capture+10162009+60249+PM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393368484347561010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This amazing photo of Nelson's Sparrow was taken by the gifted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.photosbyat.com/Birds/Birding-2009-October/2009-10-03-BK-Leach/9841729_LSaL9#669351210_woJFf"&gt;Al Smith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on our trip to BK Leach Conservation Area earlier this month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know there are dozens species of sparrows in the US?!  And each and every one is uniquely beautiful.  And they are not just drab brown.  I've seen colors abound in sparrows, from yellows to oranges to reds.  They really are fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkXD3vPEKI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_pEC6XMUq6Q/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkXD3vPEKI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_pEC6XMUq6Q/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393367384021995682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is an elusive Grasshopper Sparrow peaking its head out of the tall grass of the Santa Rosa Ecological Preserve in Marietta, CA  (Thanks, Baumann!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you see that sparrow, pull out you binoculars and appreciate the common.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7619850489333254320?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7619850489333254320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/appreciating-common.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7619850489333254320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7619850489333254320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/appreciating-common.html' title='Appreciating the Common'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StkVwG0A-xI/AAAAAAAAATw/nDiaf1hoEDM/s72-c/DSC_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7728591149423029132</id><published>2009-10-15T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:13:28.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalker Dove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SteeNnJZuaI/AAAAAAAAATo/U2NX34WaEGk/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SteeNnJZuaI/AAAAAAAAATo/U2NX34WaEGk/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392953035483363746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out my window this morning, I found this Mourning Dove just hanging out.  He did not leave that branch for over 3 hours!  While Mourning Doves are common in these parts, it is a rarity to see them just hanging out in the woods, on a single branch.  I had to take his picture.  He eventually came down and checked out the left over food from my feeders on my "Magic Deck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling him "Stalker Dove."  New species. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the Magic Deck designation come from Laura Shelton. (Hey, girl!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7728591149423029132?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7728591149423029132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/stalker-dove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7728591149423029132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7728591149423029132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/stalker-dove.html' title='Stalker Dove'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SteeNnJZuaI/AAAAAAAAATo/U2NX34WaEGk/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6908130786088134876</id><published>2009-10-10T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:10:05.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Rail Bushwacking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StDuk0s-FoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SXpHTQSuB1k/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StDuk0s-FoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/SXpHTQSuB1k/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391071070352447106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, how I am delighting in sharing this story!  Last weekend I had the TREMENDOUS pleasure of joining the St. Louis Audubon Society in a hunt for the Yellow Rail.  This was the first time I have ever really bushwacked.  I mean, I've walked off trail before looking for birds, but this was the first time I ever walked straight through a field, with a "devil may care" attitude.  I don't think there is any other way to find Yellow Rails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of about 25 of us, set out at the BK Leach Conservation Area to find the Rails.  Several of had been seen the day before, so we were sure we'd be successful in our hunt.  The weather was not very encouraging, though.  50 degrees, windy, and overcast.  Ugh...pack on the layers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StDwv4nuayI/AAAAAAAAATA/cA4dNE8gJW8/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StDwv4nuayI/AAAAAAAAATA/cA4dNE8gJW8/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391073459406007074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Getting the line together to scare up the Rails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that I attended on a fortunate day.  Many of Missouri's birding "big wigs" were a part of the group, and it was on rare occasion that they were all together for an event. How lucky was I?!  I made sure I listened close, and enjoyed my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set out over an open field that was covered with shallow water.  Ummm...so we thought.  As we progressed in a long, single file line, the water became deeper.  And deeper.  The next thing I feel is water pouring into my wellies.  FREEZING cold water.  I had this moment of "Can I do this?  This is crazy."  It was so cold, but I shook it off and had a good laugh about the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StDyVFhagiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5GziPO8yUns/s1600-h/Fullscreen+capture+10102009+14356+PM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StDyVFhagiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5GziPO8yUns/s400/Fullscreen+capture+10102009+14356+PM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391075198035984930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This photo of me pouring water out of my wellies is courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.photosbyat.com/Birds/Birding-2009-October/2009-10-03-BK-Leach/9841729_LSaL9#669326966_cYKqn"&gt;photographer Al Smith&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water never really got any more shallow, so we just trudged through with heavy boots, hoping to scare up those rails.  Several people "bit it" and ended up wet, head to toe.  Not good to be wet in 50 degree weather.  I felt really bad for them.  But we kept going for over two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StD0msUX1EI/AAAAAAAAATY/UZz-TqHbAC4/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/StD0msUX1EI/AAAAAAAAATY/UZz-TqHbAC4/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391077699531297858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New friend Linda and I taking a break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, am very sorry to report that we never did find those Yellow Rails.  BUM!  But we did see many Soras and American Bitterns, which was a new species for me.  They attributed the lack of Rails to the depth of water.  It was almost a foot deep, which is a bit too deep for Rails.  Oh well, had a hoot of a time trying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with five &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; species this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Bittern&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tree Swallow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sedge Wren&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelson's Sparrow (recently the Nelson's Sharp-tailed Sparrow)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eastern Meadowlark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6908130786088134876?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6908130786088134876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/yellow-rail-bushwacking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-8203515338270168535</id><published>2009-10-06T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:17:00.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatching of a Heart</title><content type='html'>By Rich Mullins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well the night was cold and my heart was&lt;br /&gt;Hidden very safely in a shell&lt;br /&gt;But I knew somehow I'd have to run that risk&lt;br /&gt;Have to open up myself&lt;br /&gt;Look at the stars on the face of the sky&lt;br /&gt;They're the same ones Abraham saw&lt;br /&gt;Come under my wings I will make you shine&lt;br /&gt;Give you strength enough to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now I'm getting strong enough&lt;br /&gt;You helped me chip my way out and open myself up&lt;br /&gt;And for the snow that comes with winter&lt;br /&gt;For the growth that comes from pain&lt;br /&gt;For the joke I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;Although the laughter long remains&lt;br /&gt;For the faith that brought to finish&lt;br /&gt;All I doubted at the start&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give you praise for all that makes&lt;br /&gt;For the hatching of a heart      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well my face was smooth and featureless&lt;br /&gt;Just like an egg&lt;br /&gt;And if I was moved you would never guess it&lt;br /&gt;By the look upon my face&lt;br /&gt;But You said man looks without but I look within&lt;br /&gt;I can see the love you hide&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of doubt it's a symptom of sin&lt;br /&gt;It's a problem of too much pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I now I'm opening up wide&lt;br /&gt;Wet feathers pulled out from beneath me&lt;br /&gt;And You're teaching me to fly&lt;br /&gt;For the strength that comes with friendship&lt;br /&gt;For the warmth that comes with hope&lt;br /&gt;And for the love time can't diminish&lt;br /&gt;And for the time love takes to grow&lt;br /&gt;And for the moonlight on the water&lt;br /&gt;And for the bright and morning star&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give you praise for all that makes&lt;br /&gt;For the hatching of a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the moonlight on the water&lt;br /&gt;And for the bright and morning star&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give you praise for all that makes&lt;br /&gt;For the hatching of a heart"              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-8203515338270168535?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8203515338270168535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/hatching-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsUozj-xJAI/AAAAAAAAASo/9dQTRdA-CW8/s1600-h/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsUozj-xJAI/AAAAAAAAASo/9dQTRdA-CW8/s400/DSC_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387757395515614210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You couldn't leave geese well enough alone, could you?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salton Sea, Dec. 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-2131177965796999878?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsUozj-xJAI/AAAAAAAAASo/9dQTRdA-CW8/s72-c/DSC_0213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6604124506588324386</id><published>2009-10-01T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:57:45.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 'Cause I Feel Like Reminscing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsUy7YO7rZI/AAAAAAAAASw/4GkYale9S88/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsUy7YO7rZI/AAAAAAAAASw/4GkYale9S88/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387768524917419410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a Costa's Hummingbird flashing its iridescent violet gorget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Taken at the BMCP feeders back in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6604124506588324386?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6604124506588324386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-cause-i-feel-like-reminscing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6604124506588324386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6604124506588324386'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsPNNYg3xkI/AAAAAAAAASY/BbhmFXrx1ig/s1600-h/DSC_0122-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsPNNYg3xkI/AAAAAAAAASY/BbhmFXrx1ig/s400/DSC_0122-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387375209067562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I just need a set of mini-speakers, and I'll be set for some serious fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1516296764009408054?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsPNNYg3xkI/AAAAAAAAASY/BbhmFXrx1ig/s72-c/DSC_0122-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-2770523859725150572</id><published>2009-09-28T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:36:34.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOOAAALLLL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFjAy5ssbI/AAAAAAAAASA/4rFdomCPtTA/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFjAy5ssbI/AAAAAAAAASA/4rFdomCPtTA/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386695494626750898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you don't get it, you are suppose to read the above title like one of those football  announcers (as in soccer.)  Loud and long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once again visited Gaddy Garden in Tower Grove Park (aka Warbler Central) in hopes of spying some new warbler species.  Totally psyched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many warbler species migrating through right now that I actually set for myself a tiny goal.  I wanted to see TEN species of warblers.  Why, ten?  I don't know...just random!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little help from some of my new St Louis Audubon friends, I was able to achieve my goal!  Here are the ten warblers I saw between 9 am and 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black and White Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Magnolia Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ovenbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tennessee Warbler- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wilson's Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Redstart (many, many Redstarts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chestnut-sided Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Golden-winged Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue-winged Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nashville Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And just for the record I also saw the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; species Gray-cheeked Thrush.  That was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFjetyqyWI/AAAAAAAAASI/fOKBCUr_H9Q/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFjetyqyWI/AAAAAAAAASI/fOKBCUr_H9Q/s400/DSC_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386696008651164002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, yes, this is a picture of a bird butt.  But(t), it is a beautiful bird butt.  It is the butt of a female American Redstart, which are famous for the way they splayl their tails out (and yes, I made up that word.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great thing about my day was meeting Steve Shunk, owner and important bird guide with &lt;a href="http://www.woodpeckerwonderland.com/sys-tmpl/door/"&gt;Paradise Birding&lt;/a&gt; out of Sisters, OR.  Steve was in town to be the key note speaker at the Audubon Society of Missouri conference (that I unfortunately didn't attend.)  Steve is about to publish a guidebook on Woodpeckers.  The book hasn't been released yet, so I was not able to get a signed copy, BUT was still nice to talk with the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to find out that he had just visited Big Morongo Canyon Preserve this past April.  We had a fun conversation about the Nutall's and Ladderback Woodpecker species blending that is occurring at the Preserve.  That was a real treat to hear his ideas, since he is a woodpecker expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great day all around.  Can't wait to go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-2770523859725150572?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2770523859725150572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/gooooaaallll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2770523859725150572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2770523859725150572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/gooooaaallll.html' title='GOOOOAAALLLL!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFjAy5ssbI/AAAAAAAAASA/4rFdomCPtTA/s72-c/DSC_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4519634451150784219</id><published>2009-09-28T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:01:15.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hag Moth'/><title type='text'>Take Me to Your Leader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFMtJjYftI/AAAAAAAAARg/143W4ACkfUo/s1600-h/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFMtJjYftI/AAAAAAAAARg/143W4ACkfUo/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386670967853973202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today as I was loading up clean laundry into my car, I took notice of a brown leaf stuck &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the side&lt;/span&gt; of the car.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's weird....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On further inspection, I discovered that the brown leaf was MOVING!  OMG!  What the heck is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like a freaking alien!  I was waiting for it to reach out and suck my face off or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFPXoYJTGI/AAAAAAAAARo/LTDLw5ksg8o/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFPXoYJTGI/AAAAAAAAARo/LTDLw5ksg8o/s400/DSC_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386673896706100322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some poking with a short stick, I let the little guy alone and drove 45 minutes home, assuming he would disappear in the 75mph trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, still holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFP50DSdyI/AAAAAAAAARw/H3tA5J5rQAU/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFP50DSdyI/AAAAAAAAARw/H3tA5J5rQAU/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386674483955398434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at it!  Is it not the scariest bug you have ever seen? I swear it has teeth?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little research, I discovered that the strange alien caterpillar that has adhered itself to my car is a Hag Moth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool!  Other than the fact that IT STINGS!  Here's what I found out about my new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hag Moth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; caterpillar resembles a dried leaf. The caterpillar is brown with nine pairs of fleshy lobes, all with stinging hairs. It is found on lower branches of assorted trees and shrubs, including oak, chestnut, dogwood, sassafras and ash. The caterpillars are usually seen feeding on the lower surfaces of leaves.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really effective home first aid treatments for caterpillar stings are available. Adhesive tape or transparent tape may be used to pull out some of the broken spines in the sting area. Washing the area thoroughly with soap and water may help remove some of the irritating venom. Prompt application of an ice pack or baking soda may help to reduce pain and prevent swelling. Antihistaminic drugs, often administered for bee and wasp stings, are reportedly ineffective. See a physician if severe reactions occur. Very young, aged or persons in poor health are more likely to suffer severe reaction symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFQKsFD5sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rudYDsMURiA/s1600-h/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFQKsFD5sI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rudYDsMURiA/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386674773873125058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Good thing I used a stick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4519634451150784219?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4519634451150784219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-me-to-your-leader.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4519634451150784219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4519634451150784219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/take-me-to-your-leader.html' title='Take Me to Your Leader'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SsFMtJjYftI/AAAAAAAAARg/143W4ACkfUo/s72-c/DSC_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7737117093040296149</id><published>2009-09-26T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:27:01.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Wings for Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sr4yZDXOLyI/AAAAAAAAARY/qW_kfNd_pD8/s1600-h/2507666617_410fc7c37f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385797610362515234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sr4yZDXOLyI/AAAAAAAAARY/qW_kfNd_pD8/s320/2507666617_410fc7c37f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Thursday morning I had great plans to make a trip down to Gaddy Gardens to find the million-and-a-half warblers hiding amongst the trees. I woke up at 5am excited to go, only to hear rain drops hitting the roof. Major, slow rain. I can't drive an hour-and-a-half and then bird in the rain. Trip, cancelled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; sad. I don't think I've ever been so bummed about not birding (other than my possible N1H1 sickness back in April after a trip to Mexico and not getting to bird at BMCP.) There were so many species of warblers down there that I have never seen, and I was missing out. Sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I plunked down on my couch, all grouchy and sad, and stared out at the feeders all soaked with rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then he appeared next to the feeders....a Golden-winged Warbler! Wahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New species...and I didn't even have to get out of my pajamas! That was a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7737117093040296149?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7737117093040296149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/golden-wings-for-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7737117093040296149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7737117093040296149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/golden-wings-for-breakfast.html' title='Golden Wings for Breakfast'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sr4yZDXOLyI/AAAAAAAAARY/qW_kfNd_pD8/s72-c/2507666617_410fc7c37f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7594460697226535508</id><published>2009-09-24T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:15:00.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Equinox Bird Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrrMm9w7iTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Tqs8d-k1m-I/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrrMm9w7iTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Tqs8d-k1m-I/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384841274261735730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've become a bit of a fan of &lt;a href="http://birdstack.com/"&gt;Birdstack.com&lt;/a&gt;.  The website allows me to record and share my bird lists.  And it is also a great place to chat with other birders around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Tuesday, Birdstack put out a challenge called Birds of the Equinox.  &lt;a href="http://birdstack.com/solar-birding/september-equinox-2009"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birds of the Equinox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a project to document birdlife during the September 22 equinox.  They asked members to go out, record and report back what birds we find on a bird walk within 12 hours of our local time of equinox.  Kind of a cool, international project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I found on a two-hour bird walk at Innsbrook.  Glad I did it...got a new warbler species!  I ended up with 32 species.  Not bad for birding alone and for only two hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Redstart (M&amp;amp;F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-eyed Vireo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow-throated Vireo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chestnut-sided Warbler- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow-throated Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-bellied Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blackburnian Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Northern Parula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White-eyed Vireo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-headed Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tufted Titmouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Northern Cardinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Downy Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sharp-shinned Hawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Summer Tanager (M&amp;amp;F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue Jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Crow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eastern Wood Pewee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Goldfinch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hairy Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Easter Towhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Empid. Flycatcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black-capped Chickadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;House Wren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ruby-throated Hummingbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Robins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Field Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eastern Bluebirds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White-breasted Nuthatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turkey Vultures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starlings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7594460697226535508?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7594460697226535508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/equinox-bird-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7594460697226535508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7594460697226535508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/equinox-bird-walk.html' title='Equinox Bird Walk'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrrMm9w7iTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Tqs8d-k1m-I/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3368172872768415725</id><published>2009-09-23T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:27:50.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandhill Crane Observatory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlC7Xc7gII/AAAAAAAAAQo/lbuANN-RTwg/s1600-h/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlC7Xc7gII/AAAAAAAAAQo/lbuANN-RTwg/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384408417173209218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, my goodness!  Have you ever returned to a place from your early life, and been completely surprised by what you didn't appreciate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that Northern Indiana had a great migration of Sandhill Cranes flying through every spring and summer.  My dad would often return from his gas route, and tell me he had seen Sandhill Cranes out in some field along his route.  Cool!  What I didn't know was Northern Indiana actually has a Sandhill Crane Observatory in, of all places, one of the towns I grew up in!  Wheatfield, IN! (sorry, no wheat there, though!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlCkiSa-5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/90JMqySqmfs/s1600-h/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlCkiSa-5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/90JMqySqmfs/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384408024944933778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me?  The place is, like, 5 minutes from a home I lived in!  I had no clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear mother took me to the &lt;a href="http://www.wbu.com/chipperwoods/photos/sandhill.htm"&gt;Jasper-Pulaski Fish and Wildlife Area&lt;/a&gt;, where we were lucky enough to see several dozen Sandhill Cranes feeding in a mowed field.  I was just amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlDwxXwGtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dS98qwa_dTE/s1600-h/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlDwxXwGtI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/dS98qwa_dTE/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384409334663879378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A pair flying in.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom said that my visit was a bit early for the migration season.  I guess come October, the entire field is filled with Sandhill Cranes.  Thousands of people from all over the world flock to watch these beauties.  Wow!  I really had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlDmtMBEeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/iFbxaGh5wOk/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlDmtMBEeI/AAAAAAAAAQw/iFbxaGh5wOk/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384409161742225890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen Sandhill Cranes before as an official birder around the Salton Sea, CA, but to get to enjoy them this way in my hometown was special.  The most interesting things I learned on this day was how they live in pairs.  Mating pairs were always within a few feet of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlCAhw7VUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wGrkZPSg-FY/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlCAhw7VUI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wGrkZPSg-FY/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384407406329156930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A trail leading to the observation deck, had interesting Sandhill Crane trivia.  Do you know the answer to this one? Answer is at the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sandhill Cranes are currently migrating from Wisconsin, Minnesota, and Michigan to Georgia and Florida, where they will raise their young.  What a privilege it was see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlExQi6rVI/AAAAAAAAARA/t2iWlVT2Wqs/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlExQi6rVI/AAAAAAAAARA/t2iWlVT2Wqs/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384410442543836498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for sharing this with me, Mom!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is estimated that anywhere from 12,000 to 16,000 Sandhill Cranes stopover in Indiana.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlF5NOrhzI/AAAAAAAAARI/bMMcQsbzEV8/s1600-h/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlF5NOrhzI/AAAAAAAAARI/bMMcQsbzEV8/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384411678604232498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We also saw 18 White-tailed Deer sprinting across the field.  The cranes didn't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer the trivia question above is C) 7 ft.  Can you believe it?  The are only 3 1/2 ft. tall, but have a wingspan of 7ft.  Crazy cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3368172872768415725?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3368172872768415725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/sandhill-crane-observatory.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3368172872768415725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3368172872768415725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/sandhill-crane-observatory.html' title='Sandhill Crane Observatory'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrlC7Xc7gII/AAAAAAAAAQo/lbuANN-RTwg/s72-c/DSC_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6326500382117031648</id><published>2009-09-22T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:44:16.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Kankakee Marsh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkwU7ZYL2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/j1pI6Tn_zrY/s1600-h/DSC_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkwU7ZYL2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/j1pI6Tn_zrY/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384387965597790050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While visiting my parents in Northern Indiana this past weekend, I spent a couple hours birding a popular county park near their home.  The &lt;a href="http://www.lakecountyparks.com/grand.html"&gt;Grand Kankakee Marsh&lt;/a&gt; is a densely wooded marsh area around the historic Kankakee River, known for its great fishing and hunting grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, this place was known as extremely spooky.  There were rumors of ghosts, murder, and the KKK.  Who knows about the reality of these urban legends, but we bought into them anyway and spent several Friday nights slowly driving over the old one lane bridge waiting for something freaky to pop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Srk2tC6o9nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1ZKhcXu7V-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Srk2tC6o9nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/1ZKhcXu7V-Q/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384394977002976882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you were a warbler, wouldn't you want to hang out in these beautiful trees?  Nooooo, of course not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to this area as an adult did bring on some creepy feelings, but overall, I was just overwhelmed at the beauty of the marshlands.  So green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkyV2--BxI/AAAAAAAAAPw/AbqpcaLQJSs/s1600-h/DSC_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkyV2--BxI/AAAAAAAAAPw/AbqpcaLQJSs/s400/DSC_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384390180616406802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My best photo of a Swainson's Thrush (it's hard taking good photos in low light!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped to hit a warbler windfall, but instead enjoyed some great marsh species like a Belted Kingfisher, Virginia Rail (just heard it,) and Swainson's Thrush.  Oh, my goodness!  There were SO many Swainson's Thrushes!  It was great to study the sweet things, since they were everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkxzCXh8yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/UjU4T1E-xKg/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkxzCXh8yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/UjU4T1E-xKg/s400/DSC_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384389582376792866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;90 percent sure this is a female Yellow Warbler, but of course, I have been seriously wrong before! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkxAYB7eOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Zfv7imPr8-U/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkxAYB7eOI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Zfv7imPr8-U/s400/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384388712018442466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my list for the Grand Kankakee Marsh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Turkey Vulture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkzUSbGTeI/AAAAAAAAAQA/z2YuLZFLxk4/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkzUSbGTeI/AAAAAAAAAQA/z2YuLZFLxk4/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384391253134036450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue Jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Empid. Flycatcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swainson's Thrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-eyed Vireo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Robins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White-breasted Nuthatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black-capped Chickadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow-shafted Flicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great Blue Heron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-Headed Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eastern Wood Pewee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Downy Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Belted Kingfisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fox Sparrow- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marsh Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-bellied Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Virginia Rail (heard call)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6326500382117031648?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6326500382117031648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/grand-kankakee-marsh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6326500382117031648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6326500382117031648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/grand-kankakee-marsh.html' title='Grand Kankakee Marsh'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrkwU7ZYL2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/j1pI6Tn_zrY/s72-c/DSC_0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-999784866461571628</id><published>2009-09-19T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:36:05.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warbler Central</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrWPbipUK2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/KtZ7fZryrXo/s1600-h/Alicia%27s+Photos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 214px; float: right; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383366632910629730" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrWPbipUK2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/KtZ7fZryrXo/s320/Alicia%27s+Photos+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fall migration! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so looking forward to this. I nearly missed all of the fall migration of 2008, as I was at sea on &lt;a href="http://www.myursamajor.com/index.html"&gt;m/v Ursa Major &lt;/a&gt;all of October, and the same goes for the Spring 2009. I was running around Mexico on a cruise in April. So this is my first real migration as a birder. Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently joined MOBIRD, which allows me a listserv of all the birding action around Missouri. I have loved learning about where and when birds show up around the state and immediate area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have learned that one of the migration hotspots in the St. Louis region is the &lt;a href="http://stlouis.missouri.org/parks/tower-grove/treesflowers/wildlife.htm"&gt;Robert and Martha Gaddy Wild Bird Garden &lt;/a&gt;in Tower Grove Park. It is considered warbler central in St. Louis. People sit there for HOURS waiting for new warbler species to show up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383368351945138834" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrWQ_mjFIpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lFv8CcNoA6s/s400/Alicia%27s+Photos+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to visit. It was killing me that I hadn't visited sooner, but it is nearly 1 1/2 hours to St. Louis City. If I went, I wanted to be there all morning, and I had to have other things going on around the county in order to make the trip worth the gas money. Tuesday...tuesday would be the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a birder, I have learned that warblers gather at dusk, fly during the night and rest during the day. I have also learned to carefully consider weather patterns and how they effect fallout. Late Monday evening a rainy front moved into the St. Louis region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one of two things was going to happen, a) the warblers would take the hint and take off before front moved in and there would be NO warblers at Gaddy Gardens, or b) they would stay put because of the front and I'd see LOTS of warblers. I could have a really great day or a really bad one. Risk, risk, risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 246px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383369380652865858" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrWR7eyHWUI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/52SDNrAJEsA/s400/nw06.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the prize for the CUTEST warbler I have ever seen, goes to the Ovenbird.  The sweet little ground forager walks like a chicken, bobbing its head back and forth.  Too cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, lucky me.  It was a great day!  I saw lots of warblers! Yeah!! Here is my bird list for Gaddy Gardens in Tower Grove Park:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Female Redstart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ovenbird- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swainson's Thrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nashville Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black and white Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue-winged Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cardinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Female Summer Tanager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starlings-duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cooper's Hawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Catbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another funny moment of the morning was...well, actually it wasn't so funny, because I seriously missed out...was me missing a Golden-winged Warbler because I was in the bathroom.  Too much coffee and birding does not mix!  Let that be a lesson to ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-999784866461571628?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/999784866461571628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/warbler-central.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/999784866461571628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/999784866461571628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/warbler-central.html' title='Warbler Central'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrWPbipUK2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/KtZ7fZryrXo/s72-c/Alicia%27s+Photos+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3614334494775039047</id><published>2009-09-18T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:06:03.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrPn50zKkVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DTsa3W8NITI/s1600-h/gateway+arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382900960249680210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrPn50zKkVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DTsa3W8NITI/s200/gateway+arch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week, in cooperation with the St. Louis Audubon Society, the National Park Service turned off the lights that illuminate the Gateway Arch at night. I guess, the extremely intense lights were a distraction for the migrating birds flying through town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a cool city I live in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lights will be off until September 30. The NPS also shuts the lights off for two weeks in the spring for Spring Migration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3614334494775039047?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3614334494775039047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/lights-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3614334494775039047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3614334494775039047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/lights-out.html' title='Lights Out'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SrPn50zKkVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DTsa3W8NITI/s72-c/gateway+arch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-89193841661360338</id><published>2009-09-14T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T18:40:38.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverlands Migratory Bird Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7rWm6bW8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/wZwScIuN4AA/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7rWm6bW8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/wZwScIuN4AA/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381497378389580738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am finally getting connected with other birders here in St. Louis!  Yeah!  I got to take in the &lt;a href="http://www.mvs.usace.army.mil/Rivers/RMBS.html"&gt;Riverlands Migratory Bird Santuary &lt;/a&gt;with the St. Louis Audubon Society on their first field trip of the autumn season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Riverlands covers the wetland areas around the confluence of the Mississippi and  Missouri Rivers and is located just outside of Alton, IL.  I can't say enough about how important this area is to migratory birds.  It was a bit humbling.  One best parts of the day was learning that one of the ponds we birded called "Heron Pond" was to be increased in size to allow more birds, and I got to meet and bird with the private donor who headed the entire project!  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7tbLjul_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4ZA8mPuWi9U/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7tbLjul_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4ZA8mPuWi9U/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381499655969216498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met lots of new people, and enjoyed their enthusiasm.  I did have to laugh at the fact that EVERYONE had scopes.  Okay, that's not entirely true.  Not everyone, but nearly.  The pond banks were lined up with scopes, which to me was funny.  Thankfully, they were willing to share, and I got to see FOUR new species!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7q_JGtdeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E0EO_XLd3gs/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7q_JGtdeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/E0EO_XLd3gs/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381496975251043810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt that I contributed to the day by finding a Black and white Warbler.  Shew, hopefully they like me! :)  The best bird moment for the day was seeing the largest flock of White Pelicans I have ever seen.  I estimate that in the photo below there is 200-300 white pelicans.  This flock was the second of three large flocks flying in succession.  So, maybe, in all I saw nearly 700 pelicans flying south.  OMG!  Breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7ssZLmIfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_1oVmcRDAHo/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7ssZLmIfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_1oVmcRDAHo/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381498852172243442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, I enjoyed my time with the group and look forward to future trips with them.  I do have to say, though, that my heart was a little sad not birding with my BMCP friends.  Actually, my heart was a lot of sad.  Again, I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my bird list for the entire day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juv. Little Blue Heron&lt;br /&gt;Great Blue Heron&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Egret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7wOUo5NbI/AAAAAAAAAOY/udC_lBUDV0Y/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7wOUo5NbI/AAAAAAAAAOY/udC_lBUDV0Y/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381502733603386802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caspian Tern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starlings&lt;br /&gt;Great Egret&lt;br /&gt;Mallard Duck&lt;br /&gt;Canada Geese&lt;br /&gt;Dowitcher (un-id'd)&lt;br /&gt;American Avocet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-winged Blackbird&lt;br /&gt;Greater Yellowlegs&lt;br /&gt;Semi-Palmated Plover&lt;br /&gt;White Pelican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Baird's Sandpiper&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stilt Sandpiper- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue-winged Teal&lt;br /&gt;Kildeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shoveler Duck&lt;br /&gt;Double-crested Cormorant&lt;br /&gt;Buff-breasted Sandpiper- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Goldfinches&lt;br /&gt;Osprey&lt;br /&gt;Red-tailed Hawk&lt;br /&gt;Black and White Warbler&lt;br /&gt;Yellow-throated Vireo&lt;br /&gt;Magnolia Warbler- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chimney Swifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-89193841661360338?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/89193841661360338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/riverlands-migratory-bird-sanctuary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/89193841661360338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/89193841661360338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/riverlands-migratory-bird-sanctuary.html' title='Riverlands Migratory Bird Sanctuary'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sq7rWm6bW8I/AAAAAAAAAOA/wZwScIuN4AA/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4927077301255428332</id><published>2009-09-12T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:48:38.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaw Nature Reserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwUzxHIVRI/AAAAAAAAANY/JxCiceEZyuA/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwUzxHIVRI/AAAAAAAAANY/JxCiceEZyuA/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380698534390027538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our nice walk around Innsbrook, Laura and I took a drive south to the &lt;a href="http://www.shawnature.org/"&gt;Shaw Nature Reserve&lt;/a&gt; to look for those warblers.  What a gorgeous place!  The wildflower gardens of the Reserve are popular with local artists, and now I know why...wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Laura and I struck out on the warblers, but we did have a nice time strolling the fields.  We got a great look at a couple Indigo Buntings popping up and down in the field, and completely lost count of the million and a half American Goldfinches we saw chirping around.  I think our best bird moment of the afternoon was seeing two Summer Tanagers getting it on amongst the branches.  Should we be watching this?  Ya, totally!  Bird porn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwVhg78LQI/AAAAAAAAANo/fSzV7Gjc1IM/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwVhg78LQI/AAAAAAAAANo/fSzV7Gjc1IM/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380699320322108674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our small afternoon bird list....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Goldfinch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cedar Waxwing (lots of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Summer Tanager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Empid. Flycatcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rose-breasted Grosbeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ruby-throated Hummingbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indigo Bunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unidentified Sparrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eastern Bluebird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nighthawks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwWunDxWEI/AAAAAAAAANw/Rt0vzzpWxNc/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwWunDxWEI/AAAAAAAAANw/Rt0vzzpWxNc/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380700644815493186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I was sad to see my new friend go, but she had so much adventure ahead of her.   Thank you, Laura, for two days of true fun.  I'm sending warbling thoughts your way!  You go, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all my California friends, IT'S YOUR TURN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4927077301255428332?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4927077301255428332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/shaw-nature-reserve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4927077301255428332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4927077301255428332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/shaw-nature-reserve.html' title='Shaw Nature Reserve'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqwUzxHIVRI/AAAAAAAAANY/JxCiceEZyuA/s72-c/DSC_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3526367548659801502</id><published>2009-09-11T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:49:25.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross-Country Visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqrCq3C4sVI/AAAAAAAAANI/kRKvRN-6Bnw/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqrCq3C4sVI/AAAAAAAAANI/kRKvRN-6Bnw/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380326746433827154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past week, I had the immense pleasure of meeting and birding with California native and frequent BMCP visitor, Laura Shelton.  Laura is driving and birding her way across the United States on her way to the &lt;a href="http://www.birdcapemay.org/index.html"&gt;Cape May Bird Observatory&lt;/a&gt; in New Jersey, where she will be volunteering her time there during the fall migration.  What an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura was so sweet to contact me to arrange some birding time with me in the St. Louis area on her trip eastward.  I am so humbled that she did.  We had such a great time!  Her enthusiasm and love for birds was such an encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqrxLnOWdWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tQQ25ioaYhw/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqrxLnOWdWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tQQ25ioaYhw/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380377886657508706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nice get-to-know-you time near her B&amp;amp;B Tuesday night, we got together for some major birding Wednesday morning here at Innsbrook.  She is a warbler fanatic, and I wanted to impress her with some of the warbling cuties I've been seeing around here recently.  Sadly, the warblers decided that they needed the day off and were mostly no-shows.  We still had a great morning and ended up with 27 species, several of which were new species for Laura (the Blue Jay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our morning list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wild Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rose-breasted Grosbeak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tufted Titmouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Black-capped Chickadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chimney Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mississippi Kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nighthawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;American Goldfinch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue Jay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yellow-billed Cuckoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Piliated Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eastern Wood Pewee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indigo Bunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Easter Towhee (M&amp;amp;F)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Summer Tanager (M&amp;amp;F)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue-grey Gnatcatcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;House Wren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cardinals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Field Sparrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;White-breasted Nuthatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Red-bellied Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue-winged Warbler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Canada Geese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Downy Woodpecker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Empid Flycatcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cedar Waxwing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ruby-throated Hummingbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3526367548659801502?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3526367548659801502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/cross-country-visitor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3526367548659801502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3526367548659801502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/cross-country-visitor.html' title='Cross-Country Visitor'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqrCq3C4sVI/AAAAAAAAANI/kRKvRN-6Bnw/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1479962371001339638</id><published>2009-09-10T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:24:24.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Barred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sqk19qDHe1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3S8gU-ABCgc/s1600-h/Cryptomundo+%C2%BB+New+Murder+Theory+Killed+By+Owl+-+Mozilla+Firefox+9102009+101024+AM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sqk19qDHe1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3S8gU-ABCgc/s320/Cryptomundo+%C2%BB+New+Murder+Theory+Killed+By+Owl+-+Mozilla+Firefox+9102009+101024+AM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379890563246422866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been hearing them around Innsbrook, but have never seen them.  Owls, I mean.  Lots and lots of owls calling out into the night.  The one owl that has been, I guess, my "goal" owl since returning has been the Barred Owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what a Barred Owls sounds like?  Screaming monkeys!  Okay, not really screaming monkeys, but screaming something.  They are very loud and squawky-like, not the nice soft whoo-whooing we are typically used to.  Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Barred_Owl/sounds"&gt;sound bite of a Barred Owl&lt;/a&gt;.  There at least two out in the woods near my home, and boy can they put up a ruckous!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a couple evenings ago, just back from birding with Laura Shelton (HI LAURA!) my headlights shined on an unusual figure in the woods.  BINGO, I found an owl staring at me!  And it was none other than a Barred Owl!  Literally, whoo-hoo!  Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New species...check!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1479962371001339638?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1479962371001339638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-barred.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1479962371001339638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1479962371001339638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-been-barred.html' title='I&apos;ve been Barred'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sqk19qDHe1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/3S8gU-ABCgc/s72-c/Cryptomundo+%C2%BB+New+Murder+Theory+Killed+By+Owl+-+Mozilla+Firefox+9102009+101024+AM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3090421299375750290</id><published>2009-09-05T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:49:25.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Binoculars, Will Act Like Bird Nerd</title><content type='html'>I had a moment this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment I'm still reminiscing about, and trying not to feel like a total dork about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was visiting the &lt;a href="http://mdc.mo.gov/areas/cnc/powder/"&gt;Powder Valley Conservation Area&lt;/a&gt;, where they have a fantastic Nature Center.  The back wall of the nature center is a window that overlooks a huge bird feeding area.  Great place for avian education!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I entered the building, I stopped and chatted with the volunteer behind the desk.  In the corner of my eye I could see birds flying around the feeders, and, of course, I had to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without thinking, I raised the binoculars that were hanging from my neck to check out the birds...while still standing at the desk...inside...from across the room.  Then I heard giggling from behind the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "You must really like birds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3090421299375750290?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3090421299375750290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-binoculars-will-act-like-bird-nerd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3090421299375750290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3090421299375750290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-binoculars-will-act-like-bird-nerd.html' title='Have Binoculars, Will Act Like Bird Nerd'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6008358566389627987</id><published>2009-09-04T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:06:47.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Good Report</title><content type='html'>In keeping with my goal of seeing two new species a week, I enjoyed discovering a &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Yellow-throated_Vireo/id"&gt;Yellow-throated Vireo&lt;/a&gt; amongst some lakeside trees here at Innsbrook, and I found three &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Common_Nighthawk/lifehistory"&gt;Common Nighthawks&lt;/a&gt; flying around (I assume, flycatching.)  Whoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqF7bXlqhEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1D4hJIqkeGo/s1600-h/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqF7bXlqhEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1D4hJIqkeGo/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377715140175758402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the best photo I could get of the Nighthawks.  I'm hoping they will return, so I can get more shots.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Nighthawks are so fabulous!  I love that bright white stripe under their wings. They almost fly like they are being strung along like a marionette.  Kind of floaty-like.  Love em, love em, love em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqGAo-RPx6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/DmLYf0fxfks/s1600-h/DSC_0147-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqGAo-RPx6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/DmLYf0fxfks/s400/DSC_0147-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377720871455541154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hummingbird Moth, another great find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another really neat bird thing I have seen this week was an albino American Crow.  It was amongst a flock that was flying away from me over a hay field, so I lost it within seconds.  But, HOW COOL WAS THAT!  As the flock flew over, I was like, "What the...?" I just about ran off the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear one of these days, I'm gonna totally bite it, and end up in a ditch or run into a pole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, officer, I was just looking at a bird!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6008358566389627987?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6008358566389627987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-good-report.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6008358566389627987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6008358566389627987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-good-report.html' title='In Good Report'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SqF7bXlqhEI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1D4hJIqkeGo/s72-c/DSC_0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3023574358063001151</id><published>2009-09-01T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:32:21.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace for the Weary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2SfDMaIqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/vtH_gy9FJH8/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2SfDMaIqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/vtH_gy9FJH8/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376614592281191074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've come to understand in the past few weeks that birding is good for the body and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know that I have been working through some pretty tough personal issues recently, and I feel like I have been wrung through the washer, mentally and physically.  I have found, though, that bird walks have helped alleviate some of that pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some sort of psychosomatic process going on when you bird. Think about it... the general stance of a birder is to be looking up.  Chin up, eyes up, neck elongated.  The whole body in balance, steadying those binoculars, waiting for that bird to peek its little body out.  Just the act of bird watching changes how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go on hikes through the Missouri woodlands, I have seen myself change.  Even for those couple hours.  I start my hike with feet dragging, head down and a drifted stare into the ground.  As more birds appear, my eyes lift and, suddenly, I've forgotten my worries.  There are new species to be found!  My body starts feeling better and then my spirit follows suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I find myself low, I step outside, take a deep breath and say, "Just look up, Alicia.  Just look up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The photo above is my most favorite of the BMCP group.  I miss you guys....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3023574358063001151?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3023574358063001151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/grace-for-weary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3023574358063001151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3023574358063001151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/grace-for-weary.html' title='Grace for the Weary'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2SfDMaIqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/vtH_gy9FJH8/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-6001220863905320538</id><published>2009-09-01T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:02:38.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day at Feeder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2IOSsYIlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3IPWvwd2a2w/s1600-h/DSC_0116-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2IOSsYIlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3IPWvwd2a2w/s400/DSC_0116-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376603309267755602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Red-bellied Woodpecker pigging out at the feeder and an immature Rose-breasted Grosbeak patiently waiting his turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2HRsYyTmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dY7geDVYINg/s1600-h/DSC_0119-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2HRsYyTmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/dY7geDVYINg/s400/DSC_0119-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376602268192886370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These aren't the clearest of photos, I know, as they were taken through a window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-6001220863905320538?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/6001220863905320538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-day-at-feeder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6001220863905320538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/6001220863905320538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-day-at-feeder.html' title='Good Day at Feeder'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sp2IOSsYIlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3IPWvwd2a2w/s72-c/DSC_0116-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7231324756045924963</id><published>2009-08-30T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T14:43:30.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hel-lo, Mr. Sibley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SprxZ2KS9wI/AAAAAAAAAMI/v85MKBPwYPw/s1600-h/DSC_0102-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SprxZ2KS9wI/AAAAAAAAAMI/v85MKBPwYPw/s400/DSC_0102-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375874531557832450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7231324756045924963?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7231324756045924963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-mr-sibley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7231324756045924963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7231324756045924963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-mr-sibley.html' title='Hel-lo, Mr. Sibley'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SprxZ2KS9wI/AAAAAAAAAMI/v85MKBPwYPw/s72-c/DSC_0102-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4990464107854726831</id><published>2009-08-27T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:00:00.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See What I've Become?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXzQlEvH4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/SrR9Zej-Aqc/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXzQlEvH4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/SrR9Zej-Aqc/s400/DSC_0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374469196491988866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birding in the Cracker Barrel parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was looking at Sparrows, thank you very much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4990464107854726831?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4990464107854726831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-what-ive-become.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4990464107854726831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4990464107854726831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-what-ive-become.html' title='See What I&apos;ve Become?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXzQlEvH4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/SrR9Zej-Aqc/s72-c/DSC_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7979632159086072218</id><published>2009-08-26T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:43:52.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ponds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXsLMGdTcI/AAAAAAAAALI/9qavNLLqoTY/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXsLMGdTcI/AAAAAAAAALI/9qavNLLqoTY/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374461407307582914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I returned to the Busch Wildlife Area to bird a few of the 40+ ponds.  What a beautifully sunny morning!  I had great hopes of finding a few new species (such as a bittern or a duck) but the day was without. :(  It's not quite migration season yet, so I guess my expectations were a bit high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did have a sweet time watching the dozen or so Green Herons around the Adhen Knight Hampton Memorial Lake.  Green Herons crack me up because the can stand SO still when they are hunting.  It's like they are little statues.  They so such funny little creatures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXssBzJ1uI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Q43Iv9lVQh0/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXssBzJ1uI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Q43Iv9lVQh0/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374461971477944034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not here.  You don't see me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXtcYR8ueI/AAAAAAAAALY/JRsukBWJQKI/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXtcYR8ueI/AAAAAAAAALY/JRsukBWJQKI/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374462802146408930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful lily pads (or whatever they are really called!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXt9XYKhBI/AAAAAAAAALg/awqRgpsos-Q/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXt9XYKhBI/AAAAAAAAALg/awqRgpsos-Q/s400/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374463368839726098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Easter Phoebe was picking out little seeds from the cone it's sitting upon.  I'm pretty sure its a phoebe.  Please tell me, if I'm wrong.  I stink at Flycatchers from afar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXuM2XaOAI/AAAAAAAAALo/U3jOoeL4PCk/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXuM2XaOAI/AAAAAAAAALo/U3jOoeL4PCk/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374463634856097794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXvWX4TNTI/AAAAAAAAAL4/JFEEqiBtsvM/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXvWX4TNTI/AAAAAAAAAL4/JFEEqiBtsvM/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374464897982870834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turtle saying "Wassup?" or just begging for food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXu_gsA9MI/AAAAAAAAALw/z86B3VBp-JE/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXu_gsA9MI/AAAAAAAAALw/z86B3VBp-JE/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374464505210270914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These cool tree markings are holes drilled by Sapsuckers looking for, well, sap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7979632159086072218?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7979632159086072218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/ponds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7979632159086072218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7979632159086072218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/ponds.html' title='The Ponds'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpXsLMGdTcI/AAAAAAAAALI/9qavNLLqoTY/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7119570581651175363</id><published>2009-08-25T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:18:23.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Birdy, But Purdy</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago during the Pereids Meteor Shower, I went out at 1 am to photograph the shower.  Unfortunately, I wasn't able to catch the shooting stars (it was a technical problem, more than actually capturing the white streeks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I spent the next three hours driving around Innsbrook in the dark, shooting photos of the lakes and the surrounding night sky.  I want to point out that the glow that you see in each photo is NOT the early morning sun rising.  It is the lights from the city of St. Louis!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPh4W8WZdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/baChkxG9QvA/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPh4W8WZdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/baChkxG9QvA/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373887138730763730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPixL8vBnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wlrOocKQXqo/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPixL8vBnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/wlrOocKQXqo/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373888115032131186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPiSQVlLPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/upGaeYW8BK4/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPiSQVlLPI/AAAAAAAAAKw/upGaeYW8BK4/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373887583634140402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPjMGfdkHI/AAAAAAAAALA/_J04nT98OBM/s1600-h/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPjMGfdkHI/AAAAAAAAALA/_J04nT98OBM/s400/DSC_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373888577423642738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7119570581651175363?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7119570581651175363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-birdy-but-purdy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7119570581651175363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7119570581651175363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-birdy-but-purdy.html' title='Not Birdy, But Purdy'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SpPh4W8WZdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/baChkxG9QvA/s72-c/DSC_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-7026725010850109901</id><published>2009-08-22T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:38:00.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Never Thought I'd See</title><content type='html'>Went on a great little hike last evening, and came upon a beautiful female White-tailed Deer.  I was surprised how close she let me get to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So7sOlbHxbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Dc-peraSkpk/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So7sOlbHxbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Dc-peraSkpk/s400/DSC_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372491140807771570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was taking some shots of the deer, a Flycatcher came swooping down and SAT on the back of the deer!   It sat there for about two seconds and flew off again.  What an amazing moment!  I'm still laughing about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So7sh7F7bgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wt_shf0PiU4/s1600-h/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So7sh7F7bgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wt_shf0PiU4/s400/DSC_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372491473041976834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-7026725010850109901?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/7026725010850109901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-i-never-thought-id-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7026725010850109901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/7026725010850109901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-i-never-thought-id-see.html' title='Things I Never Thought I&apos;d See'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So7sOlbHxbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Dc-peraSkpk/s72-c/DSC_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4051424291823635937</id><published>2009-08-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:29:04.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Birding Gets Tough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...the Tough Look at Flowers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last several days have been very rainy/stormy here in the St. Louis area.  (Oh, how I miss the blue skies of the desert!)  I haven't yet figured out how the birds respond to the local weather patterns and the birding has been a little off (or maybe, I'm a little off!)  So, when the birds were slacking a bit the other evening, I went about photographing wildflowers.  Just wanted to share my finds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2dbX0QkMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YQAMmIGC7tc/s1600-h/DSC_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2dbX0QkMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YQAMmIGC7tc/s400/DSC_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372123024098103490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Partridge Pea&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2e4SaLIVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PLG27fmuZ7E/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2e4SaLIVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PLG27fmuZ7E/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372124620374352210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Purple Aster&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2g2KJ0mRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lUr4tAHdJc8/s1600-h/DSC_0107-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2g2KJ0mRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/lUr4tAHdJc8/s400/DSC_0107-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372126782821800210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jewelweed&lt;br /&gt;(this is, like, the best looking weed I've ever seen!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2i8uAVqBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xVabkv-xAHw/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2i8uAVqBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xVabkv-xAHw/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372129094548170770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pale Touch-Me-Not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2khRLdoCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fL_CJAvMsx8/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2khRLdoCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/fL_CJAvMsx8/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130821976989730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every American Goldfinch's dream flower, the Purple Coneflower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2owuNCCpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8MF1dWnHcdc/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2owuNCCpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8MF1dWnHcdc/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372135485512747666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And just cause I appreciate the life cycle of every living creature, here is a dead Coneflower.  Kind of goth, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;FYI, did you know that Missouri has more native species of orchids than Hawaii?  Hawaii has only three species of wild orchids, while Missouri has 35!  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4051424291823635937?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4051424291823635937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-birding-gets-tough.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4051424291823635937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4051424291823635937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-birding-gets-tough.html' title='When Birding Gets Tough...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/So2dbX0QkMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YQAMmIGC7tc/s72-c/DSC_0140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5756597251309659876</id><published>2009-08-19T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T11:45:47.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Warble in Missouri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoxBayfVaWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y479Byt-Hjg/s1600-h/DSC_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoxBayfVaWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y479Byt-Hjg/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371740384031762786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday morning, I decided to stay within the Resort and do some birding along one of the great nature trail Innsbrook provides.  It was a very nice morning, weather-wise and the trail was to follow a flowing stream.  I was totally looking forward to this.  I had some good mojo that today was going to be a good bird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within 20 feet of the trailhead, I found my first Kentucky Warbler.  It flew down right in front of me!  Nice...that was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then spent the next three hours completely wrenching out my neck, trying to identify little cute Warblers 100 ft above my head!  Oh, the challenges of birding in a tall, dense forest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much time I spent trying to identify a female Northern Parula.  She was SO high up, so squirrel-y that I couldn't get a good look at her.  I could only see her undersides. I was like, "Please come down here!  Please, just dip your head just so I can see the top of your head.  Please just sit still!"  I almost wanted to throw my hiking boot at her!  :)  (You're all laughing at me right now, aren't you?)  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slowly learning how to bird in Missouri.  S-L-O-W-L-Y....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question is: Do they make neck braces for birders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoxCTNf7dRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q9QB8OfnuAc/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoxCTNf7dRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q9QB8OfnuAc/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371741353354687762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know if you can tell, but this Indigo Bunting is totally giving me the stink eye.  He and his mate were going completely BAH-ZERK.  I was obviously around their nest, which I never could find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5756597251309659876?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5756597251309659876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/learning-to-warble-in-missouri.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5756597251309659876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5756597251309659876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/learning-to-warble-in-missouri.html' title='Learning to Warble in Missouri'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoxBayfVaWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Y479Byt-Hjg/s72-c/DSC_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-9168759777506712420</id><published>2009-08-19T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:54:50.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Remind Me of Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sow7jHfZoTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XgArl5ie_K8/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sow7jHfZoTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XgArl5ie_K8/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371733930038370610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this old car along a middle-of-nowhere trail I took yesterday.  Memories of the Mesquite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-9168759777506712420?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/9168759777506712420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-that-remind-me-of-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/9168759777506712420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/9168759777506712420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-that-remind-me-of-home.html' title='Things That Remind Me of Home'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Sow7jHfZoTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/XgArl5ie_K8/s72-c/DSC_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-2889091179711675738</id><published>2009-08-18T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:11:25.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, it's happened already....</title><content type='html'>It hasn't even been one hour since I sent out a notice about this blog, and already I've misidentified a bird!  (That is why I NEED you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the post &lt;a href="http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-rough-being-bird.html"&gt;It's Rough Being a Bird&lt;/a&gt;, I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dork&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assumed&lt;/span&gt; the bird I held in my hand was a juvenile White-breasted Nuthatch (cause they are everywhere, and it has SOME similar traits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to dear ol' Dee Zeller, I am told that I am actually holding a Black-and-white Warbler!  I'M HOLDING A BLACK-AND-WHITE WARBLER?!  OMG!!  That would be a new species for me, thank you very much.  I'm freaking out a little, now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned....NEVER ASSUME!  (Thanks, Dee!  Love you!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-2889091179711675738?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/2889091179711675738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-its-happened-already.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2889091179711675738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/2889091179711675738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-its-happened-already.html' title='Well, it&apos;s happened already....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1262872042178873623</id><published>2009-08-18T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:38:21.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SosrQZqSlzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PwES1jgIxsE/s1600-h/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SosrQZqSlzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PwES1jgIxsE/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371434541335615282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a great bird walk this morning here at Innsbrook, and I came across this little fella.  At the time of the sighting I couldn't get a good ID on him, but now examining the photo, I'm thinking it's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;juvenile&lt;/span&gt; White-eyed Vireo.  I know, the photos are not the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basis of my ID its yellow spectacles, white neck and yellowish breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SostIOjJQvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/OpTPkujzyAA/s1600-h/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SostIOjJQvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/OpTPkujzyAA/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371436599937155826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1262872042178873623?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1262872042178873623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-would-you-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1262872042178873623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1262872042178873623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-would-you-say.html' title='What would you say?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SosrQZqSlzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/PwES1jgIxsE/s72-c/DSC_0114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1475373308290628247</id><published>2009-08-17T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:37:22.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doo-tee-doo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...a new species for you-know-who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooTbhnVNNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DaX99UFDGus/s1600-h/Google+Image+Result+for+httpwww.lilibirds.comgallery2d967-4worm-eating%2Bwarbler%2B1.jpg+-+Mozilla+Firefox+8172009+73412+PM.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooTbhnVNNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DaX99UFDGus/s400/Google+Image+Result+for+httpwww.lilibirds.comgallery2d967-4worm-eating%2Bwarbler%2B1.jpg+-+Mozilla+Firefox+8172009+73412+PM.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126869193471186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Worm-eating Warbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found him right outside my dining area window.  That wasn't hard!  (P.S. This one is not my photo.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1475373308290628247?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1475373308290628247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/doo-tee-doo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1475373308290628247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1475373308290628247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/doo-tee-doo.html' title='Doo-tee-doo...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooTbhnVNNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DaX99UFDGus/s72-c/Google+Image+Result+for+httpwww.lilibirds.comgallery2d967-4worm-eating%2Bwarbler%2B1.jpg+-+Mozilla+Firefox+8172009+73412+PM.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-8138359277899799028</id><published>2009-08-14T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:55:57.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Rough Being a Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoclRDmLghI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zLMIfV4Yqno/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoclRDmLghI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zLMIfV4Yqno/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370302055616053778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the nicer things about my home at Innsbrook is that one whole side of the home is windows (it's an A-frame.)  Great for us humans watching birds, but not so great for the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning while vacuuming, I heard a loud &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thunck&lt;/span&gt;.  D-oh!.. I know that sound.  It's a bird diving into the window.  I shut off the vacuum and carefully peaked outside to see what bird death scene I might find.  I mean, I did hear it over the vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying on the decking was an immature ***White-breasted Nuthatch*** (now correctly identified as a Black-and-white Warbler!)  I am laughing to myself right now, because, thankfully, the little guy wasn't dead, but it was laying on its back with its legs straight up in the air.  Totally funny position for a bird to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carefully picked it up and allowed it to recover from its brain bash., which took about 10 minutes.  It was a great opportunity to study it up close.  The little booger had a death grip on my hand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-8138359277899799028?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/8138359277899799028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-rough-being-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/8138359277899799028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/8138359277899799028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-rough-being-bird.html' title='It&apos;s Rough Being a Bird'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoclRDmLghI/AAAAAAAAAFA/zLMIfV4Yqno/s72-c/DSC_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5340969500936191153</id><published>2009-08-13T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:17:57.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Places You Don't Want to Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocaicftoSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AVIhZA-3Qaw/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocaicftoSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AVIhZA-3Qaw/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370290259729686818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my effort to get out and find great birding spots around the St. Louis Metro area, I spent a relaxing morning at the &lt;a href="http://mdc.mo.gov/areas/cnc/busch/"&gt;August A. Busch Wildlife Conservation Area.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  This place has got it all.  Riparian areas, lakes, meadows, mowed fields, and dense woods.  Typical wild Missouri, I guess.  What amazing beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prize bird for the day was a &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.lilibirds.com/gallery2/d/1275-3/american%2Bredstart%2Bfemale%2B2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.lilibirds.com/gallery2/v/warblers/amreican_redstart/american%2Bredstart%2Bfemale%2B2.jpg.html&amp;amp;usg=__fqmBPMdIBgKWKb6bsQQtVg6QPi8=&amp;amp;h=418&amp;amp;w=640&amp;amp;sz=98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=jfmLj_S0oDFT8M:&amp;amp;tbnh=89&amp;amp;tbnw=137&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dfemale%2Bamerican%2Bredstart%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1"&gt;female American Redstart&lt;/a&gt;, which is a new species for me.  I found her hanging around a little fishless pond, along with about 15 American Robins.  No kidding.  15 Robins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Soczxx8ubVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/28LFSeEioqs/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Soczxx8ubVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/28LFSeEioqs/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370318010977250642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See, I told you it was fishless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great find was an Eastern Towhee, singing at the top of its lungs.I'm beginning to think that the Eastern Towhee is not as "rarely seen" as some of the literature says, 'cause I'm seeing them everywhere. That, or I'm just really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoceQca_pWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KvFaT534PJ4/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoceQca_pWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KvFaT534PJ4/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370294348518761826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eastern Towhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocfNSYVfGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DH4MfPrMqv0/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocfNSYVfGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/DH4MfPrMqv0/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370295393795275874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monarch Butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SochA4fxQCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/daTvcxMWfB8/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SochA4fxQCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/daTvcxMWfB8/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370297379711959074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Monarch Caterpillar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocgHuDQ1RI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9uoVFUNxNRI/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocgHuDQ1RI/AAAAAAAAAEw/9uoVFUNxNRI/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370296397655495954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Party on the fountain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocfjQTs3_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/genfXcLhuR0/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocfjQTs3_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/genfXcLhuR0/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370295771196088306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Beautiful Red-tailed Hawk, with a Mole catch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5340969500936191153?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5340969500936191153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/places-you-dont-want-to-leave.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5340969500936191153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5340969500936191153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/places-you-dont-want-to-leave.html' title='Places You Don&apos;t Want to Leave'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocaicftoSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AVIhZA-3Qaw/s72-c/DSC_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3886911758495159107</id><published>2009-08-11T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:14:18.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing the Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocWCor3dvI/AAAAAAAAADw/yHLQ3lGw3Ec/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocWCor3dvI/AAAAAAAAADw/yHLQ3lGw3Ec/s320/DSC_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370285315199563506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the great joys I had over the weekend in Indiana was sharing bird watching with my nephew.  I had no idea he was so interested in birds! &lt;p&gt;Together we searched for a mysterious bird that my folks have seen around their farm the last couple months, and have been unable to identify.  We found the little booger (actually, big booger!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It had me a little perplexed because it mostly looked like Brown Thrasher, but according to my bird guide it should have had a curved bill, which this bird definitely did not have.  Anthony was fantastic in remembering it’s persistent warning call (we were obviously around a nest) and we checked out Cornell’s website for more photos and a sound bite.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sure enough!  It was a Brown Thrasher.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was precious time with Anthony, and I promised to take him on a real bird walk once we return to Missouri.  I already taught him how to pish, which was great fun.  I can’t wait to spend more time with him.  Looks like I have a new birding partner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocXjbAMxVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lCY4Yq0LmCY/s1600-h/DSC_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocXjbAMxVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lCY4Yq0LmCY/s400/DSC_0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370286977974060370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The new birding duo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, and I really do need to get a new bird guide.  I got burned this time.  Question is Peterson's or Sibley's? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3886911758495159107?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3886911758495159107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sharing-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3886911758495159107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3886911758495159107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sharing-love.html' title='Sharing the Love'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocWCor3dvI/AAAAAAAAADw/yHLQ3lGw3Ec/s72-c/DSC_0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3414360408200308728</id><published>2009-08-10T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:21:13.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with the Fam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Socse1cyQMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sJg3cOL8Vak/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Socse1cyQMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sJg3cOL8Vak/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370309988918116546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got to spend a fun weekend with my sister and her family at my parent's home in Northern Indiana.  The highlight of the weekend was seeing my niece and nephew help my dad throw candy from his gas truck in the DeMotte Town &amp;amp; Country Parade.  Who doesn't like being in a parade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoctJm5ctZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Zz8sKyQuc9g/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SoctJm5ctZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Zz8sKyQuc9g/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370310723746182546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CANDY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocudJk3sVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/r5Gqrj5A2es/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocudJk3sVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/r5Gqrj5A2es/s400/DSC_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370312158984253778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My reason for the roadtrip...my cousin Lisa (whose been stationed in HI for the last 4 years!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocvlhwAR7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/zKQsKUuD07c/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocvlhwAR7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/zKQsKUuD07c/s400/DSC_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370313402423986098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go- carting at Grandma and Grandpa's!  Lizzy getting go-cart instructions from her daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocxCqdMQPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wN63W04mP_M/s1600-h/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocxCqdMQPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wN63W04mP_M/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370315002488832242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go-cart rescue mission!  We forgot to tell Anthony how to turn the go-cart around.  He got stuck out in the corn field!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocwhC0F3iI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tuwDPYu7q9Y/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SocwhC0F3iI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tuwDPYu7q9Y/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370314424911781410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All is well!  Anthony keeps zooming around the yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3414360408200308728?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3414360408200308728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-with-fam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3414360408200308728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3414360408200308728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-with-fam.html' title='Time with the Fam'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/Socse1cyQMI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sJg3cOL8Vak/s72-c/DSC_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4123545123800147269</id><published>2009-08-07T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:25:51.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Used to My Avian Digs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooDF2cVY3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Jpfl9bgDgNw/s1600-h/DSC_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooDF2cVY3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Jpfl9bgDgNw/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371108904641323890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing that I’m having to get used to since moving back to Missouri is all the new “common” species.  Ya, I know, the Eurasian Tree Sparrow is now my new best friend, but what I can’t get used to seeing are the Buntings.  Deep blue streaks flying all over the place. &lt;p&gt;On every bird walk I take around Innsbrook, I find several pairs of Indigo Buntings.  Indigo Buntings for goodness sake!  I do a little “happy bird dance” every time I see one (’cause I got no one to high -five) and walk away satisfied that if I see no other bird today that at least I saw an Indigo Bunting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m wondering how long it will take before it becomes one of my “junk birds?”  I hope never.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4123545123800147269?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4123545123800147269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-used-to-my-avian-digs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4123545123800147269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4123545123800147269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-used-to-my-avian-digs.html' title='Getting Used to My Avian Digs'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooDF2cVY3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Jpfl9bgDgNw/s72-c/DSC_0133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-3075365154493383528</id><published>2009-08-06T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:19:25.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooBcIPkBBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xZwANaz6YPA/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooBcIPkBBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xZwANaz6YPA/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371107088353461266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the common, but definitely more interesting, bird sounds I hear around Innsbrook is the call of the Eastern Towhee.  I finally found one!  After a persistant chase, I found this sweet little lady lurking in a low tree. &lt;p&gt;I think she’s blushing that I found her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-3075365154493383528?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/3075365154493383528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3075365154493383528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/3075365154493383528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-girl.html' title='Sweet Girl'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooBcIPkBBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xZwANaz6YPA/s72-c/DSC_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5679875631435013427</id><published>2009-08-04T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:46:36.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The After Six Crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooCP5UYW4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/agIfHw4hwFs/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooCP5UYW4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/agIfHw4hwFs/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371107977700334466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I’m at Innsbrook, I normally take bird walks in the morning, when the birds are peeking out in the warm sun.  Last night, I needed to get out of the house and I decided to take my binoculars with just in case something interesting pops up.  I AM SO GLAD I DID! &lt;p&gt;In a grove of mixed conifers and deciduous trees, I found a small tree ripe with these tiny little red berries.  Well, the birds were all over that!  It was crazy!  Within five minutes I spotted the following birds in the tiny tree:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eastern Bluebirds (male, female, and immature)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue-winged Warblers (two, chasing each other around)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hairy Woodpecker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White-breasted Nuthatch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black-capped Chickadee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eastern Wood-Pewee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Great Crested Flycatcher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/gray_catbird/id"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (new species for me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cedar Waxwing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tufted Titmouse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Female Rose-breasted Grosbeak&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cardinal pair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;Totally fun for five minutes!  Complete surprise to me since it was after 6pm.  I don’t know what type of tree that was, but, boy was it good eats (for the birds!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I also saw these birds along the mile-long walk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wild Turkey (3 adults, and 5 babies)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ruby-throated Hummingbirds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carolina Wrens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many Crows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red-Winged Blackbirds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Field_Sparrow/id"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Field Sparrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (New species for me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5679875631435013427?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5679875631435013427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected-evening.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5679875631435013427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5679875631435013427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected-evening.html' title='The After Six Crowd'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooCP5UYW4I/AAAAAAAAAGY/agIfHw4hwFs/s72-c/DSC_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-4546728712171129900</id><published>2009-08-02T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:10:03.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooDqo7n6gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Uu2sck6-MRI/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooDqo7n6gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Uu2sck6-MRI/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371109536669624834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yellow-billed Cuckoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who said “Good Morning” while I was enjoying my morning coffee.   What a treat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-4546728712171129900?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/4546728712171129900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/yellow-billed-cuckoo-look-who-said-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4546728712171129900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/4546728712171129900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/yellow-billed-cuckoo-look-who-said-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooDqo7n6gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Uu2sck6-MRI/s72-c/DSC_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1693245827808496824</id><published>2009-07-31T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:04:53.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rio Grande Nature Center State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooIIErStjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WwEJyeZPWOw/s1600-h/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooIIErStjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WwEJyeZPWOw/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371114440380036658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I traveled down I-40 on my journey back to St. Louis, it did occur to me that I was passing through several Western States known for their fantastic birding.  Especially New Mexico.  It was killing me that I was within a couple hours of &lt;a href="http://www.fws.gov/Refuges/profiles/index.cfm?id=22520"&gt;Bosque del Apache National Wilflife Refuge&lt;/a&gt; and not able to enjoy the opportunity.  I had my cat, Verbal, with me and driving him across country made the trip interesting, to say the least. In addition to Verbal I had a fully loaded (actully, overloaded) Dodge Neon, that could poop out on me at any moment.  The extra miles would not have been wise in an overloaded car.  I'd have to save Bosque del Apache for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I chose to make the best of my time in Albequerque by visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.emnrd.state.nm.us/prd/RGNC.htm"&gt;Rio Grande Nature Center State Park&lt;/a&gt;.  While it wasn't THE season to be there, it was still a nice place to visit.  If you ever visit (and please, do) take the time to walk all the way over to the Rio Grande River.  I found the most birds there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooIaPU2RVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cm80nYZ8fyk/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooIaPU2RVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cm80nYZ8fyk/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371114752476333394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The hummingbirds were cool, but check out all the turtles in the background!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best bird for the day was, what I believe to be, my first &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/allens_hummingbird/id"&gt;Allen's Hummingbird&lt;/a&gt;.  Okay, I know, those Selasphorus are a stinker to ID, but it was really green.  I mean, really, really green.  That would be one really green Rufous, if it were a Rufous.  So I'm saying it was an Allen's.  Ppppllll.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooJItcFNaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Atn9XdVo94g/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooJItcFNaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Atn9XdVo94g/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371115550833718690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a hoot to watch the hummingbirds flycatch over the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial narrow,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1693245827808496824?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1693245827808496824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/rio-grande-nature-center-state-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1693245827808496824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1693245827808496824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/rio-grande-nature-center-state-park.html' title='Rio Grande Nature Center State Park'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooIIErStjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WwEJyeZPWOw/s72-c/DSC_0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1121126892525757356</id><published>2009-07-31T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:57:00.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Albequerque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooKNJb_5NI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zZHDfsOj6so/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooKNJb_5NI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zZHDfsOj6so/s400/DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371116726580667602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1121126892525757356?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1121126892525757356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-in-albequerque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1121126892525757356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1121126892525757356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-in-albequerque.html' title='I&apos;m in Albequerque'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooKNJb_5NI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zZHDfsOj6so/s72-c/DSC_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-1063036219841204755</id><published>2009-07-28T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:17:41.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOBm7BYJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/kApsM8yqUf8/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOBm7BYJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/kApsM8yqUf8/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120926383497362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Figuring it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooONOQ1qDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/INV9pWvO3f0/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooONOQ1qDI/AAAAAAAAAHY/INV9pWvO3f0/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371121125922547762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Umm...not quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOXz0IYeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QnIah_r2oF0/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOXz0IYeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QnIah_r2oF0/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371121307801379298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah-ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOlkQkF-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/GybdEDkmDg0/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOlkQkF-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/GybdEDkmDg0/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371121544143837154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There she goes....a birder in training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-1063036219841204755?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/1063036219841204755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1063036219841204755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/1063036219841204755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-cute.html' title='Too Cute'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooOBm7BYJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/kApsM8yqUf8/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323069369471113009.post-5452544211080340188</id><published>2009-07-28T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:32:42.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night in California</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooPkgnWHHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kj6ji7KBHkE/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooPkgnWHHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kj6ji7KBHkE/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371122625497406578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gumbo in the BMCP Education Center...thank you, Gina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooPvFS9BNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3UHTUgJfvyc/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooPvFS9BNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/3UHTUgJfvyc/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371122807142679762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Miss Cool Sunglasses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooQG8GWY9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JFdyxYn6WJ0/s1600-h/DSC_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooQG8GWY9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/JFdyxYn6WJ0/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371123216990757842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I found it a blessing (and rather ironic) there several Swifts floating around this night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooQc7aI7FI/AAAAAAAAAII/HU6LKDrhS8Y/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooQc7aI7FI/AAAAAAAAAII/HU6LKDrhS8Y/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371123594762447954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saying goodbye to my favorite view at BMCP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooQsDYjKiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ezEt8SBlSf4/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooQsDYjKiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ezEt8SBlSf4/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371123854601300514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My two favorite people in whole world, the BMCP Hosts, Dee and Betty Zeller.  TEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooSkvSZRrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ha_-c5HctMw/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooSkvSZRrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ha_-c5HctMw/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371125927970948786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Goodnight and Farewell, Yucca Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323069369471113009-5452544211080340188?l=swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/feeds/5452544211080340188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-night-in-california.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5452544211080340188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3323069369471113009/posts/default/5452544211080340188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swiftgirlgo.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-night-in-california.html' title='Last Night in California'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15080643043980522221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_1t6GAcD2k/SooPkgnWHHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kj6ji7KBHkE/s72-c/DSC_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
