anyjazz65:
You talkin' to me?
anyjazz65:
A gathering of...waxwings.
anyjazz65:
I'm waiting.
anyjazz65:
Carlos contemplates his lot...
anyjazz65:
Dale faces middle age...
anyjazz65:
Albert wishes he could drink beer...
anyjazz65:
Artie was always a show off...
anyjazz65:
Blow Dry Hawk
anyjazz65:
Harris believes in being direct.
anyjazz65:
Arnie's wife finally convinces him to ask directions
anyjazz65:
Evening shadows fall
anyjazz65:
Oh, it's you...
anyjazz65:
Desi knows you gotta take risks.
anyjazz65:
Crosstown bus run all night long?
anyjazz65:
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down.
anyjazz65:
Great day for people watching, huh?
anyjazz65:
Another day, another...whatever...
anyjazz65:
Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention...
anyjazz65:
Comparing to the Great Tit and the Song Thrush in the UK
anyjazz65:
One of these birds is not like the other...
anyjazz65:
Did you hear something?
anyjazz65:
Not today.
anyjazz65:
Small talk at the watering hole.
anyjazz65:
Blow Dry Hawk
anyjazz65:
Northern Flicker
anyjazz65:
Three Robins
anyjazz65:
Spotted Towhee
anyjazz65:
Gull and son...
anyjazz65:
My feet are getting wet...
anyjazz65:
Keeping an eye on things...
