i am a bad, bad birder. i love to bird watch...but i'm horrible at it. i constantly forget the names of birds i see. or i'll run home so excited about the new, fantastic bird i just saw, only to find out it's a "common" whatever and i've seen it before. lots of times.
no matter. watching those birds makes me happy. i always slow down on my walks to watch them. always notice the rustling in the trees around my house. always notice the seasonal comings and goings.
today was just a regular old day. nothing special. except for the two huge red-shouldered hawks that flew right by me on my daily walk. and the ruby-crowned kinglet that was pecking around in the tree right outside my kitchen.
not too bad for this bad birder.