Vermillion Flycatcher
Patty and I both needed a distraction today, so we headed east along the coast, ending in Pascagoula. We didn’t really have a goal, just out looking; some old and some new. As we were winding down and kinda working our way in a general direction of home, we ended up in a neighborhood bordering where the Pascagoula and Escatawpa Rivers meet, which I believe is the very northern reaches of Pascagoula. We drove up Griffin Street thinking it might access the river, it did not; it dead-ended at a fortified fortress of a home. I turned around, and before I got twenty feet, Patty said, “Wait, back up a little; there is a bird.” Sure enough, a rare bird, the Vermillion Flycatcher. We have both seen this beautiful red bird before, but not this year and not in Jackson County; what a fun end to a lovely day.
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