Spring fuels the delusion that you can live in harmony without impacting anyone else, but the birds know better.
Something was up at the Bluebird house, and Bob aimed to find out what.
Our many animal encounters of 2020 kept us from feeling too isolated in our year of social hibernation.
We have not been isolated during this pandemic-driven isolation period, thanks to the critters around our rural home.
I didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath until I saw the election results. If it hadn’t been for the birds, I’m not sure I would have made it.