The taxi driver could not believe it. “There are birds flying over at night?” he kept repeating as he looked at me in the rear view mirror. It was Friday afternoon and I was on my way to the Audubon Center at Prospect Park in Brooklyn, New York City. Beside me on the seat sat [...]
Archive for May, 2006
I have yet to see one or hear one…
My automatic detector picked up 170 calls
My son calls it the bird answering machine.