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A bit of bird watching silliness
Saturday was my first sail since early February, and as I slipped out of the creek I saw my first Osprey of the season. I realized that St. Patrick’s Day was this week and that the Ospreys always arrive on St. Patrick’s Day. I have always marveled at the Osprey’s precise timing. I have gone out the day before St. Patrick’s Day and not seen a single Osprey, and gone out the next day on St. Patrick’s day and there they were taking up home on the various channel markers.
As I contemplated this phenomena, the Osprey flew along side my boat, and on a whim I hailed the osprey and asked, “Tell me Mr. Osprey why is it that you always arrive for St. Patrick;’s day?”
Much to my amazement, the osprey responded in a thick brogue.
“Aye Laddie I see your confusion,
It comes from calling me Osprey,
Instead of by my propers.... O’sprey,
For an Osprey might miss a Saint Paddie’s
But never a Mr. O’sprey”
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Curmudgeon at Large- and rhinestone in the rough, sailing my Farr 11.6 on the Chesapeake Bay
Last edited by Jeff_H; 03-23-2015 at 05:21 PM.