Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for the beach.
WHAT!! I see it everyday and it never performed that trick for me. How fortunate.Oh, and I followed your direction and saw the Great Horned Owl again - same place and probably being mobbed by the same group of crows again. Thank you!I can't imagine falling to sleep with the constant cawing around me.
PSYL, Great! I'm glad you got to see it. I wonder if there's a nest nearby.
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