Disappointed, he trudged through the ice and slush of the Shelter Cove soccer fields on his way back to his car, not realizing that by quitting his search he had set in motion the Second Law of Birding, which states that you will not see the bird until you have (truly) given up on seeing it. There, right in the parking lot next to his car, 6 birds flew up at his approach. When he spotted them in the copse of trees where he had first looked a half hour ago, he saw the American Tree Sparrows he had come for. They flew off when as he turned toward them, flying into the mini-wetlands behind the trees. He chased them as well as he could through the ice and brambles, getting some unsatisfactory, barely usable photos. Mostly he got very good pictures of twigs.
| American Tree Sparrow with the classic "stick pin" on the breast |
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