Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for shore.
In summer months they gather nesting material and other supplies for the hard seasons ahead.
I just stumbled across your blog via Heavy Petal and I'm DYING here - your tone is so hilarious. Adding to my links, stat.- Corinnewww.fthats.wordpress.com
Thanks Corinne,I added yours too, although not sure in the right place. I may have to redefine my categories.
Ah, here in the midwest we have the Eastern Redbasket or the Silver Crooked Wheel.
The Silver Crooked Wheel! Oh I would love to see one of those.
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