26, calm and clear, clearer than it’s been all year. At 6:42 the junkyard raven is already honking. Seven minutes later into the typically noisy Monday dawn, a Song Sparrow sings, a full and robust song, the first time this has happened in 2023.
Judging from the timing, that's the very same bald eagle that flew over my head at the top of the field. It was heading for the gap.
Judging from the timing, that's the very same bald eagle that flew over my head at the top of the field. It was heading for the gap.