I carried a wounded American Crow to the bird rehabbers this morning; one wing full of bird shot. Crow Season just opened a day or two ago so it's considered legal, but at least they could have made a clean end to it rather than leave a wounded bird with shattered wing bones flopping around in the snow. The rehabbers had just spent a night working on a Bald Eagle which was looking woozy but alive when I stopped in.

On the way home I saw a large flock of Snow Buntings in a hay field up the road from our house- not to be counted in my home list, but a delight, none the less.