Bryan Goes Bohemian
- Being Human
- Being Outside
- Earth and Sky
- Photography and Optics
- What's This?
Okay, Bohemian Waxwings don’t really wear black berets and black turtlenecks. Nope, they don’t sit in cafes reading Allen Ginsberg’s Howl. But they are free spirits — wanderers now visiting the fruits of our crab apples and other ornamental trees.
Yet when I was on Vermont Public Radio for an all-too-short short segment on winter birds yesterday, I never did get a chance to describe one of the most elegant, striking birds on the continent (and a relative of our more common Cedar Waxwing).
On the VPR segment, I also discuss why we’re hearing more birds singing this time of year. Sorry, it ain’t about an early spring — not quite. You’ll need to wait, oh, three more months for that (at least here in northern New England).