Macro Monday Eats So Many Berries, It’ll Burst

I get way too excited when I find a new bird.

Which is not to say I’m literally discovering new species of birds, by the way — though if I did, do not think I wouldn’t call it the GRUFFLED WENDIGO or maybe the EAST PENNSYLTUCKY BEARDBIRD. Whatever. No, I mean, when I find a bird that is explicitly new to me. In this case: a cedar waxwing.

I found a shitload of them nomming on the many, many berries in the understory of our forest.

I snapped some pics — those can be found at the bottom of the post. And no, they’re not macro photos, but by now we’ve surely learned I care little for your HUMAN RULES.

Not much news this week —

The Daily Beast did a thing about the lack of safety around comic freelancers, and, for Obvious Reasons, I get namechecked. So go and check that out, if you choose.

Also, The Columbian recommends Damn Fine Story as a good NaNoWriMo book.

And I think that’s it.

HERE HAVE SOME BIRBS