Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Old barns, fancied up, then forgotten
The sweep of a Swainson's hawk against a white sky
A ruddy duck blowing bubbles through an impossibill
A lanky girl against endless space
Eager birders on the hunt for an obscure sparrow
A buff Cochin's tiny challenge:
And a red horse, serenely peeing.
Among many, many other things. Thus end the prairie posts.