When my father was alive, I used to love to go to his house and watch the snowbirds (what he called them) run in and out of their snow tunnels on the ground and wheel in huge flocks in the sky. Today, I finally found another flock in Brownington. Snow buntings make your soul soar. These are the first snow bunting photos I have ever taken. Simply having done this today makes this a perfect day. Happy Valentine's Day!
Silly crooked snowbird.
I really enjoy thinking about how mathematically birds space themselves on phone wires.
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