I fed part of my emergency food supply this morning after I fed the hens in the Gulag.
Daily there are 20-40 quail, an equal number of pinyon and scrub jays, presently redwing and Brewer's blackbirds (gone in the winter) and especially those big invasive Eurasian doves.
Crane was out back this morning too.
Neighbor ladies multitudinous cats might start disappearing into a stew pot too.
Last edited by Valsdad; 04/20/23.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
