Vultures are coming back in greater numbers now. I took a hard look at those on the fence posts yesterday morning because they had black heads instead of the red I'm familiar with. Turns out they are immature turkey vultures whose bald heads will turn red later. There does not seem to be a ready way to determine sex, male and female not having particular characteristics.
The mice are beginning to come back from vacation. There were two in the goats' feed barrel when I was filling the bucket yesterday. Can you imagine how hard it is to scoop up a mouse who is racing around like Jimmie Johnson and all I have is a cottage cheese container? I didn't want to terrify the little guys, but couldn't leave them in there, either. It took some doing, but they were finally set free. Bluejays are a constant down in the barn, and yesterday they were joined by some sort of sparrow or wren. They've been absent for awhile.
It was a good day to get some watering done, and this little guy was enjoying an evening bath. He's somewhat larger than the barn birds. He'd jump in, splash around, then sit on the edge and chirp with joy. Doesn't take much to please a bird.
Beau had been doing some work for Cam and they stopped by for a drink as she was driving him home. Honey is so funny (sounds like the title of a song). She knows the routine and when she comes in, she immediately goes to the cookie box (milk bones) for a treat.
It was a good day.
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So glad that your weather has broken. Crossing my fingers that it continues!
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