On a hunch of the sort I’ve learned to listen to, I wandered out in the
rain to the fence on the stock pasture, thinking the geese would make
excellent subjects. They did, but it turned out to be the magpies and
kestrel I was there to see…they were taking windsurfing to a whole new
level, bounding straight up out of decorative yard trees and trying to stay
in place for as long as they could. I counted seven magpies in a later
frame of a street squabble, and haven’t seen that many in total since!
1 comment:
They're pretty!
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