Black Friday and Reaching 250

Following a full day of birding fun on Thanksgiving, everyone got a good night’s rest. Mom and Dad arose early, awoken by the Wood Ducks calling from down the creek.  It’s time to get moving; there’s much to be done. Some days, it would be nice to migrate to another climate, have a change of scenery as it were — like the birds do.  But no, our ancestors quit migrating eons ago.  With a house, taxes, a job nearby, we are perpetually married to the properties we secure.  We all do the best we can with what we’ve got.

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