18 March 05
Backyard Fowl
When I got home at dusk today, Pica was talking to our landlord about springtime trips to the desert. He went off, circling around the north side of the house. Then he shouted at us from outside — there’s a turkey under the walnut tree!
The Swainson’s hawks are back, though not in large numbers yet: I saw and heard one over the creek as I was riding home.
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