American Reuniond was Poor

No words.  Just photos.  From Legg Lake.

Nuttall's Woodpecker. Pecking.

Tree Swallow 3 way.

Hella Andy Feet

The Internets went down in the storm last night.  I was devastated.  It was a pretty craycray storm.  There was a good amount of lightning and thunder.  I had to go to bed at midnight, with my head hung low in defeat.  But, I woke up extra early to bring you this late issue of TPAD, so I hope you all appreciate it.  Plus, you'll get a second edition this evening at the normal time, so what are you complaining about?  Today it looks as though the storm clouds may be parting.  I can actually see some blue sky.  This is a good thing, because the St. Patrick's Day festivities up in Murphys will be twice as fun if it doesn't rain.  More on that later.

Bel you I've HELLA Andy Feet!

Nuttall's Woodpecker at brushwood.

Drained

Of energy and cash.  I am only getting this TPAD in for fear that you all would lynch me if I didn't.  I spent all day at the races.  I rarely won a bet.  It looks as though I need to quit the gambling for a while.  I'm on a really bad streak these days.  At least I got to drink about ten dollar beers.  So economical.  Here was yesterday:

Nuttall's Woodpecker at Brushwood, with a nice stick running through his head.

Yet another Anna's Hummingbird.  This one was Near Forest Meadows.