Drizzle, snow, and ice erratically coated the roads and countryside today in south
central Louisiana, and the birds came out in numbers. More in one day than I've seen
on any other day for the last six years - there were American robins and cardinals
and a brown thrasher, and flocks of the fast and tiny and the big and plodding -
species I didn't recognize. A flock of perhaps 16 large birds made me think of the
vultures of Africa, the way they held their heads in flight, except that these were
pale, a shade of white. Fresh woodpecker holes dotted weathered snags.
The birds were a happy surprise on such a freezing day. On my return home, I tossed
more seed and mealieworms to our backyard avian residents to help them get through
this bitter spell.
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