Birding Underground
My old commute from from what is left of the hills of Loudoun was above ground. I could pass the time spotting hawks and perched passerines and something nice as the bus crossed the Potomac. Now I get to appreciate starlings, pidgeons and crows in Wheaton before decending several hundred feet underground to a birdless labyrinth. A good reminder that there probabl are no birds in Hell.
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