On my morning walk this:
They may have bird brains, but they are smart enough to am-scray N-O-W. It is alway a pleasure to see them return, though.
And on my afternoon walk, I took a few snaps of a tree on our block, the maple tree that never fails to disappoint. Some years the leaves on the trees just seem to turn brown and fall off, but not this tree, ever.
the work of matriarchs
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