Getting the worm, or the seed as it were

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The dark sky turns lighter as dawn approaches. Among the early birds are a screeching jay, doing an impressive impersonation of a hawk, three gallantly plumed mountain quail, and a flock of bouncing juncos.

I figure there’s a chipmunk there somewhere, they are always about when the crowd begins to gather.

And from the look of things it was a busy night and morning beneath the balcony, about four different kinds of tracks… including coyote and quail.

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