Natural things. Mostly.
Can't say I've ever had one bully me before. Kind of a ham!
Up here, the whimbrels come through in flocks and feed on the crowberry barrens. They don't let you get very close for pictures at all and they are in small flocks of about 12. They fly back and forth over my house and are noisy (that's how I know to look up!). I love to see them, but it makes me sad because it means summer is over.
It's all about them, with whimbrels, isn't it? Always trying to pull focus. =) Delightful, per usual.
Hugh said... Casey, It was definitely an odd bird. Karen, Thanks for the nice comment, which is poignant given the time of year. I updated the post to link to it.
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