An improvisatory, essentially indefensible, randomly configured tragi-comedy
(no great revelations are likely to be accrued from its consumption)
13 October 2012
Clucking hell
Just missed out on a Tennessee Warbler, bumping into Rose-breasted Grosbeak and Indigo Bunting in the process did nothing to take the edge off, so you can all cluck off.
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