This afternoon during a brief inter-inning foray into the backyard I heard the
unmistakable wheeeep of a Great Crested Flycatcher. He and his spouse can have
our Purple Martin house, all twelve cavities, since once again, for the the
twelfth year in a row we have no nesting martins. Sigh!
Robert L. Ake
6603 Catherine Street
Norfolk VA 23505
Revel in the birds you see; don't wallow in the misery of those you missed.
