We're in a small town that has designated itself as a bird sanctuary, and since my property abuts the creek there are lots of birds. We have tall trees, brush, open lawn, which provide a surprising number of birds something they need for a visit. Haven't started feeding them, they seem content with all of the berries in the bushes and whatever they're finding to peck at in the lawn.

My Dad lived on the beach at Puget Sound, and like everyone on the waterfront, the were the ubiquitous telescope and pair of binoculars in the front window. We would find ourselves, during casual conversations, to have drifted to the window and stand gazing out over the waterfront as we talked. The conversation would be peppered with "there's a cormorant" or "the sea lions are on the beach," and "where'd that duck/grebe go?" after one dove and didn't seem to return to the surface again.

SRS