I gave up a few months ago to the idea to bird during my lunch time. I mean,
ok there is a couple of
peregrine falcons on the capitol, but my work list is still well below the symbolic threshold of 10. Last
Wednesday, I went out to grab a coffee at the local
coffeeshop, when I noticed freshly fallen cones at the feet of a couple of
white pines we have at our building entrance. These white pines apparently grow well in the
atmosphere of concrete and cigarette smoke (possibly because of the high concentration of carbon dioxide?).
Who is doing this racket? I listen carefully. No call notes, but the characteristic noise of cones being open....
8 White Winged
Crossbills !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I gave up a few months ago to the idea to bird during my lunch time. I mean, ok there is a couple of peregrine falcons on the capitol, but my work list is still well below the symbolic threshold of 10. Last Wednesday, I went out to grab a coffee at the local coffeeshop, when I noticed freshly fallen cones at the feet of a couple of white pines we have at our building entrance. These white pines apparently grow well in the atmosphere of concrete and cigarette smoke (possibly because of the high concentration of carbon dioxide?). 
8 White Winged Crossbills !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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