My First Dickcissel

When I heard a distant bird song about 500 yards away, I knew immediately I never heard it before. The sound I was hearing I later learned was a distinct dick-dick-ceessa-ceessa. The bird kept repeating its song over and over on a moderately cool morning in the Rolling Plains of Foard County. My eyes followed…

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Stay Off the Highways, Please

Scurrying across the dry, crunchy landscape was this small Texas horned lizard. We desperately need rain. Literally, had a convo with him to spread the word to all his cousins to stay off the highways.

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