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Sometimes bird photography means getting up before the rooster crows. Sometimes it means tromping across muddy fields. Sometimes it means fighting through brushy woods. And sometimes you can just sit on a park bench on the Tiburon waterfront and watch the pelicans zoom across San Francisco Bay.
bird.o.the.day@gmail.com I think the crane can handle the load.
bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Their heads were scanning back and forth so much it looked like the cormorants were working security for the ferry. “All clear, Cap’n!”
bird.o.the.day@gmail.com Each October I look forward to two days: Yankee Elimination Day, the day the New York Yankees’ season ends, and Widgeon Return Day, when those charming little squeakers return from their summer sojourn up north. This year we celebrated Widgeon Return Day at Golden
bird.o.the.day@gmail.com John Eckhardt, one of We Happy Few, set up a camera at his backyard feeder for an up close and way-too-personal angle.