Great Meadows is crawling with sandpipers and the like right now, thanks to the low water levels in the northern impoundment. And I'm completely hopeless (though I did catch lesser yellowlegs and solitary sandpipers for the first time). Folks with scopes were having more fun (if meticulous peep IDs can be called fun). Helped by a Cooper's hawk who glided over the marsh a couple of times, sending everything into the sky.
Wood ducks are more my speed, I think.
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