Julie, Bill and Chet Baker, three fifths of the tribe. |
Indigo Hills! |
After having missed my exit for the the dynamic duos house, and after a long evening of restless sleep in my car in West Virginia, I finally arrived to a smiling and supportive Julie. Whom, like every good mother ran a hot bath and told me to go chill and to rest my score muscles. I obliged, with bubbles I might add, and found myself sitting, rested, and ready for some conversation a little later in Julie's kitchen. Perhaps one of the kindest shows of hospitality I have seen through my years traveling here and there! Conversations ran from birds to music, life and then back again. This was pretty much the case for the entire visit.
So for two days and nights I spent the evening in the glow of both Bill and Julie, and their two wonderful kids I might add. There was talk of a particular new bird guide that didn't thrill me too much, that might make a nice little post for later. Discussions between Bill and I about the life birds we are planning to get him while he is in Oklahoma. Things like how much time do we have to pretty much cover as much of western Oklahoma as possible? Which, let me tell is gonna make for one hell of good time! Will we be visiting Meers for a famous burger, etc, etc.. Music was of course, mentioned previously, also on topic. Both Bill and Julie are wonderful songwriters and musicians, something of which I try to live a bit myself, so the instruments were opened up and the three crazy birds took to singing! Reluctantly, only because I'm shy about it, I have added one of two basement recordings (okay so it's been added as a widget on the top left of this web page, song title "When You Gonna Let Me In"), the other to be shared for another post that's coming soon.
Bill giving me a lesson, on my guitar! |
So what about the birds? Well, I mostly got treated to the smorgasbord that the Indigo Hills feeders provided. Everything from Eastern Bluebirds to Red-bellied Woodpeckers and even a Fox Sparrow which I hadn't seen in a while. The entire visit it was either raining, snowing or looking like it was going to in the near future, so we stayed indoors most of the time. Of course I did get my year's first American Woodcock. I only needed to step out on their back deck and give a quick listen. So for now that's it, I'm still in the trenches up in prairie-chicken land, "Afield in Oklahoma" or Ohio, whichever fits at the moment.
2 comments:
Verklempt!!!
Okay Tim! You know I'm stuck in 2010 you better let me know what that means!
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