A little tribute to a good friend that we often hear singing from the junipers and shrubs which line the fields close by. Dark-eyed Juncos keep us company rain or shine and through wind and snow.
How did the Trump administration celebrate National Bird Day yesterday?
With yet another egregious action to destroy what remains of the natural world as we know it thats how.
“With two weeks left in office, on National Bird Day, the Trump administration—defying opposition from the general public, scientists, tribal governments, international treaty partners, and a federal judge who last summer all but laughed its legal arguments out of court—today announced it has finalized a rule allowing companies and individuals to kill migratory birds as long as they didn’t mean to.”
Although this action is expected to be reversed by the incoming Biden administration the assaults on our natural world will continue.
On a recent drive through grasslands close to home we encountered a nice sized herd of Pronghorn enjoying the morning sun. Looking at them looking back at us you could just feel their different expressions whispering a bit of that Pronghorn personality.
No dental work needed here.
Only one horn!
In the Winter trees we may see meaning beyond words.
Fractal Patterns exposed.