Sunday, May 10, 2009

59. Bullock's Oriole - August 2008

We camped by a beautiful fast-moving river near Princeton. The river ran fast over a pebbly bottom and someone had made a rock-pool for the kids to play in. We had just packed up and were walking along the river's edge when Molly said "Mummy, I saw an orange bird". That usually meant a sparrow or something else quite ordinary. She had in fact spotted a Bullock's Oriole. It was hiding amongst some stringy bushes on the edge.

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