Sparrow, Towhees & A Hole
Sparrow, Towhees & A Vole
Sitting at the computer, staring out the window as the sun rises, I get my first good look at a vole.
Beneath the bird feeder, he pops out to forage seed. Never more than his head.
In these parts, every step -- woods, lawn, field -- is smushy from their underground burrows. Every square inch. But they're never seen.
Until NOW!
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