Mar 6
Aftermath
A dark, drear, chill, drizzly morning. Last night the coyotes were calling in the field. Earlier this week they seemed to be in our back yard, maybe chatting with the filling moon. A few days ago a mixed flock, mostly robins, but also waxwings and starlings, set upon our large holly. It was a circus, enacted right outside our dining room window. Within a couple of hours the tree was bare of…