Well, well, well, look what I saw on Election Day.
In George Orwell’s 1945 essay “Notes on Nationalism” he makes the point that “Nationalism is not to be confused with patriotism.” No fucking way that a bunch of eagle-killers get to be called “patriots.”
This post was set up hours before polls closed Tuesday, hence the title.
I suspect this is the bird with the Connecticut band that has been seen locally off and on since the spring. Couldn’t see the legs, though. Certainly in the same white oak as my last sighting of the perched bird, though.
Backyard and Beyond 
beautiful bird
It’s all ways a thrill to spot one. I don’t attribute the feeling to nationalism or patriotism. They’ve come back from the brink of extinction, both extremes caused by us, but still. So happy to see something that worked for good. For a change.