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Near tragedy

Anyhoo, he was driving around, mowing, and once, right when he came to a stop, I saw the weeds rustle directly in front of his front wheel. As he backed out, I ran to the spot, fearing that a bird had been hit (I'd been paranoid and been tramping through all the weeds in front of him trying to flush out frightened chickens that were used to the tall weeds being a safe zone).

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Fledging day

Premature fledging? The rest of the day was full of low-flying overhead zooms from trees to roofs and back, with clumsy landings. The mother robin shrieked her head off all day, screaming concern or encouragement to the little ones. “OMG! The branch! The wind! People! Veer! No, not there! Ailerons, now!

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I may not make a blog post every day, but at least I Insta.
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