Saturday, June 16, 2012

Brown And Gray

Sixth day sleepiness. I feel it deep in my bones.  The weight of TPAD hangs heavy on my shoulders.  I don't know how much longer I can hold out.

I learned today that Barn Owls live in several inches of their own filth before they finally fledge.  Gross!

Bank swallow.  Death Valley.  Retro, but a TPAD first.

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