The Morning Porch

Dave Bonta February 22, 2025 2

The sun! A robin answers the Carolina wren as a pileated woodpecker hammers away at a hollow black walnut tree.

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David J Bauman
1 month ago Permalink

I enjoy these morning sentences, especially when the birds show up.
1. Dave Bonta
  1 month ago Permalink
  
  Thanks. Me too! I do sometimes regret not being a better birder, but my eyesight is poor and my head’s in the clouds, lol.

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