40 degrees at my house this morning. I’m looking east toward Thatcher’s Pinnacles across the sunlit top of a river of cloud that fills the upper Cayuga Inlet Valley and flows slowly northward, like the tongue of a retreating glacier. All around me are the “pit” and “weep” calls of an unknown number of Swainson’s Thrushes, who have dropped out of the dawning sky for a day of rest and feeding, before taking wing again southward at dusk.
-Geo Kloppel -- Cayugabirds-L List Info: http://www.NortheastBirding.com/CayugabirdsWELCOME http://www.NortheastBirding.com/CayugabirdsRULES http://www.NortheastBirding.com/CayugabirdsSubscribeConfigurationLeave.htm ARCHIVES: 1) http://www.mail-archive.com/cayugabirds-l@cornell.edu/maillist.html 2) http://www.surfbirds.com/birdingmail/Group/Cayugabirds 3) http://birdingonthe.net/mailinglists/CAYU.html Please submit your observations to eBird: http://ebird.org/content/ebird/ --
