Sunday morning, Mojave in Spring
Rabbits are mating and playing and mating outside my window as I watch. The winter's sparse rains have grown a bit of salad for them in the desert. Quail are breaking up their seasonal coveys, wandering the desert in mated pairs, eating the insects that have emerged to eat the seedlings. Before long, I expect, there will be a new crop of seedling quail,…
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