Today found me heading west from the Garden City West Bridge. A hooded merganser and ducklings in the river. Yellow warblers heard but seen only as an occasional flash of yellow. The local mom great horned owl presiding over her three owlets. Three brown-headed cowbirds in an extended conversation. Several cormorants on the wing. A chat with a group of cyclists yielded a hitherto unknown tidbit: an Irish fellow told us that in England, birders are called “twitchers.” Well, there you go. Twitchers all.
Kevin Merrell, Garden City