I am learning how the birds change species through the year. I hadn’t heard the Ravens in a month and a half and now they are talking again. Where did they go? What were they doing? Will they remain? The young doe with the limp whom I saw several times in June crossed my path yesterday before daybreak as I was driving to the train. She’s larger now. I worry that she’s easy prey for a carnivore, coyote or human. She is always alone. Does she feel an outcast or happy to be a hermit?
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