My wife thinks I'm a bit tetched because I like to watch the Masters (it's a golf tournament) on television. I protest, "but honey, I'm birding!" I don't have the time or money to PLAY golf any more, but I do like to watch now and then.
In just the last couple of minutes I've been listening to a cardinal really letting it rip out there, and at least a couple of mourning doves cooing. I've lived out in the PNW since 1991, and I've come to miss some of the really common birds that we don't get out here: probably cardinals top the list. Nice to hear them again. (And wasn't there a scandal about the TV network piping in additional birdsong during this tournament some years back?) I wonder if any of my fellow tweets have a bird, or birds, from when they lived elsewhere, that they really miss.
The one that sticks in my head was a Bob quail who lived in a vacant lot down the end of my dead-end street in SW Ohio. He was the only one of his kind: all the others would say "Bob... white!" but he'd just say "Bob.... Bob..... Bob....." drove me nuts waiting for the darn "WHITE, DAMMIT!".
Josh Hayes in cardinal-less Licton Springscoralliophila at live dot com