That May Be All That Happened


How’s that for creativity? You take a toy that costs a couple of dollars, and you ruin it by using it as a toy that can be found on the ground for free.

In all seriousness, it wasn’t ruined. But that’s only because I took it away after a couple of minutes.


This little dude was waaaaaay up in a tree, so my 75x300 could only bring him so close. I’m a little stumped on what he was. Based on body type and behavior, he’s clearly an Oriole of some kind, but even my dad couldn’t be sure. Our best guess is an immature Baltimore Oriole.

One Chuck-It chewed. One bird not quite identified. That, my friends, was May in pictures.

I mean, I did other stuff. I just didn’t take photographs of it, apparently.

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