All sorts of birds are passing through on their way south. Every time I go to the farm, I see a new bird. The woodpeckers are back. They are a little hard to spot, but I can hear their odd little call, and now and then I hear them drumming.
All weekend there was a small flock of tundra swans feeding on the leavings of the corn harvest. The swans were all muddy, especially their heads from where they were rooting around in the soil. While I was out walking, I startled a white bird. I think it might have been a snow bunting. Last week there were a flock of wrens. They had such a beautiful song. I wished they would stay all year round.
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