While I was out in the neighborhood, I saw a brown thrasher and a half dozen mockingbirds. Why don't they visit here? I bought a birdhouse that may not be practical, but was on sale.
Another little skink, maybe the same one, slipped into a crack. More geese with more goslings tried to move in. The blue-eyed grass and the rue started blooming. It was windy all day.
The crows want the various bird foods but their size makes it tough. I had tossed out a peanut I dropped, and a crow loved it. It wanted more and the fact that I was sitting right there did not faze the bird.
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