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I am an ex-urbanite who escaped the city life and has lived for the past 28 years in a rural, mountainous area of Virginia that in colonial and early-American times was part of the "Backcountry." This is the true melting pot of the U.S.A., its culture and traditions dominated by "born fighting" Scotch-Irish immigrants and enhanced by German, Highland Scot, Dutch, Welsh, and yeoman English settlers. Having absorbed and inculcated the history, values and views of the Backcountry, I would like to share insights, information, and viewpoints from the place where America began. - - Jay Henderson

"My weariness amazes me . . . ." - - Bob Dylan ("Mr. Tambourine Man").

“The law often allows what honor forbids.” - - Bernard-Joseph Saurin, French lawyer, poet, and playwright.

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Saturday
12Dec2009

Audubon Christmas Bird Count

If you haven't already signed up, there's still time to join the National Audubon Society's Christmas Bird Count.  This long-running project -- this year will be the 110th count -- allows researchers, biologists, and others to study the health and status of bird populations across North America. You can access a pdf file on the Christmas Bird Count process here.

While you're thinking of it, mark your calendars for the Great Backyard Bird Count on February 12-15, 2010.

 

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Reader Comments (2)

Went on my first Christmas count when I was 14, almost 50 years ago ...

December 12, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterfranz hespenheide

It's 17 degrees in the back yard today. Sammie, the terrier mix, went out to take care of business and sent me plaintive looks to my watchpost at the bedroom window. She got an extra cookie and a warm place on my bed as a reward. Meanwhile, chickadees, tufted titmice, and puffy little wrens filled up on safflower seeds. I really need to get some suet out. The cold came quickly and froze the impatiens still abloom on the patio.

December 12, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterphyllis

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