barb-wire fence a meadowlark’s last song the weathered posts sag
Published by Christine Goodnough
I'm a wife, mom & grandma, homemaker, avid reader, blogger, and nature lover enjoying country living. I write short stories, poems, and share life experiences, adding a dash of humor whenever I can.
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A meadowlark has been at the dog park the last few mornings, but not today, I think he has carried on his way!
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We’ve had robins around — maybe still do. I’ve been setting out plates of water in the garden for the birds since it’s so dry and sometimes we see at least a dozen birds around them.
One morning we got a real treat when I happened to look out the back window to the poplar behind the house and saw at least a dozen young sage grouse romping around back there. A short while later their mother had them all gathered together and they headed through our yard on the east side.