I signed up for a bird hike tomorrow morning. Outside. For two hours outside. What was I thinking? I am going to be so cold! And winter doesn't offer that many varieties of birds. We are supposed to hear or see up to 60 species. Up to 60 species. That could mean zero or one specie. Ai Carumba. Well, if I get too cold, I will just ditch the group and go home. They can't make me stay against my will.
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