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Mona Bearor <[log in to unmask]>
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Mon, 6 Oct 2014 20:31:21 -0400
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A beautiful story...thanks for sharing.  It brought tears to my eyes, but also made my heart feel good.
Mona Bearor
S Glens Falls

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From: Vermont Birds [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of Alison Wagner
Sent: Monday, October 06, 2014 8:01 PM
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Subject: [VTBIRD] Birder meets Hunter

Dear Birders and Hunters,

     Today while gathering wood chips for my blueberries along a back road in Huntington, I noticed a small SUV driving down a steep class four road.   I didn’t know was drivable.  I waved the driver down to ask if it’s possible to get to the top.  He said it was; he’d been up there birding.  Oh, no, he had said bird hunting.  

     “Any luck?”  I asked, but I really wanted to know if “anyone” was unlucky.  Yes, he got a woodcock. I wondered if it was one of the birds I’d seen and heard in the past spring(s); a bird I can actually say is a “favorite” as their return to Huntington means spring is coming and many more birds will soon be on the way. 

     I wanted to say good bye and to cherish its beauty. “Could I see it?” Yes...it was so soft, so small, and still warm, as if life was still clinging to it.  I stretched out its wing to try and take in all its beauty.   He told me he uses these feathers to make flies and silently, I thanked him.  

     We stood beside each other on a bridge with our secret brook babbling below. He fishes here and I cool off in fabulous swimming holes.  The brook is pure and wild, just like this bird, and in my heart, I felt a little joy knowing this woodcock would be back again in the spring when this hunter returns to catch brook trout.  He’s just like me, I thought, respecting nature and loving this beautiful place.  Here, where this little bird has bridged a birder and a hunter together where there is room for both of us.