Nerdy Birders

We tramp into the woods behind our sturdy leader who plods along, shouldering her big heavy scope. There’s a couple from Vermont. He a broad-bellied corpulent with backpack and matching sneaks trimmed with neon green, she a tiny, no-nonsense, pale-faced thing with floppy hat over snow-white mannish hair.

And another couple–he trim, chatty and bearded and she large-boned and fix-eyed with a pioneer woman look to her.

Then the petite, young, shiny-toothed, raven-haired, dark-eyed girl bright with life. Her name was Rose, but she looked more like a Maria or Lydia to me. Something Spanish.

Then there’s me, the excitable one, pointing shamelessly at an elusive warbler or vireo, when excited finger-pointing is definitely bad birding etiquette. Scares them away, you see. I forget myself sometimes.

I wonder if the birds find us as interesting as we do them.
birding in reverse



About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard.
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2 Responses to Nerdy Birders

  1. Patricia says:

    Sweet! You have a way of putting me right in the middle of your writings!! I can feel and see what you feel and see!


  2. boomergirl47 says:

    Music to my ears, Pat! 🙂


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