Maggie's Farm

I was very fortunate to have my camera handy yesterday when I came out of my house in North Attlebury, MA, and was amazed to see an extinct  Passenger Pigeon passing by. The size and the prominent white marginal tail feathers mark it clearly as a PP and neither a Rock Dove nor a Mourning Dove. It's mid-photo, on the right. The picture is not the best because I tripped over a bag of peat moss in my excitement.

As further proof of my sighting, here's a photo of the peat moss that I tripped over:

And, as final, incontrovertible proof, here's my girlfriend with a hearty endorsement: "If he says he saw something, he probably maybe did, but I wouldn't swear to it. He is full of it, sometimes."