Twas the night before the Bird Countand all through the house,the birders were sleeping,just dreaming of grouse.They had mapped out their dayto find a Blue Jay,or perhaps watching owls cathing their prey.Their scopes were all ready,their binos were toodon't forget your tripod, your camera, your guide,or your coffee, a sandwhich or your favorite hot stew.You can count from your window, our car or on foot,and if you get lost remember stay put.What this weekend will bring,may remind us of spring,Just remember have fun,as you are watching a Hun,and when the weekend has passed,we will tally our birds,in the hopes that we have massed,more species this year than years in the past.
i am: an artist..a buddhist..married for life to carol anne.
i drive: a 1992 jeep..a 1993 750 honda motorcycle.
i have: a small studio up the hill from our house..2 dogs..
a vegetable garden over in the chicken lot..a small pond over in the chicken lot and a chair.
of friends i have 2 lifelong friends: red patterson who i worked with in the persian gulf and the north sea and who i travelled through mexico and lived in palma majorca with, and carol parrish who continues to inspire my painting even that i havent seen her in 20 years and who pointed me in the direction to go to work for taylor diving and salvage co which was a turning point in my life and is where i met red.
i would like to: somehow contribute to leaving the world a better place than it is today.