JKS: Now that the last month's rent is scheming with the damage deposit,
Take this moment to decide
JKS and the women behind us: Sun in an empty room
JKS:If we meant it, if we tried
JKS, the women behind us, and a few others: Sun in an empty room
JKS: Or felt around for far too much
JKS, the women behind us and everyone else in the place: Sun in an empty room
JKS: From things that accidentally touched
The oddest thing wasn't that this happened both in the small Tractor and the 900-capacity Commodore Ballroom in BC but rather that it didn't bother me in the least. I may not have been joining in but it felt entirely appropriate.
|Shy saw-whet owl|
Reifel, I've got say, is weird. I don't question that it's great for the migratory birds, but the residents are far too tame for my taste; we all but had to chase them away from us--in fact, the ducks do come chasing after you if you stand still for too long. Oh, I have two new birds for my life list, including the long longed-for saw-whet owl, but they don't feel entirely honorable. Not that the saw-whet was easy to see; it's only thanks to a stranger who pointed the two of them out that we saw them at all, but still. And all. Photos then.
|The other new bird: sandhill crane in the snowy landscape|
|Ms Mallard in the snow|
|Wet but not unhappy spotted towhee|
|Male wood duck looking as bright as male wood ducks always do|
|You'd be cranky if your feet were all icy too: fox sparrow|