Except for politics (which I never write about), 2017 was a great year. I walked 726 miles, bouncing back from my broken leg that caused 2016’s low 278 miles. I set two birding records: the most winter bird species seen on a single walk at 26 and the most summer bird species at 30. My most exciting bird experience was getting up close to a golden eagle (above) that had caught a squirrel (or someone’s chihuahua) in a backyard and took off when I got about 25 feet from it. The bird had a 7-foot wingspread! Other interesting sightings:
As far as books are concerned, here are my favorites from 2017: