So, last year, about this time, a buddy and I both noted robins flying around my place. Figured most of 'em froze to death afore spring really got here.
YESTERDAY, I'm sitting in the gun room at 3 PM (just got back from Texas) having a smoke and chattin' to an old buddy on the phone.
Just about dropped my smoke when I realized that the hawk I was wantin to put the fear of gawd into finally flew close enough for me to realize it was a GBH (Great Blue Heron)! Feb 14, it's 23F, 2 feet of snow on the ground and a heron flies by. Good luck to him finding an open hole to fish in. Just wish I'd had the camera handy...
