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| Getting their last pecks in before heading to the roost. |
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| 75 pounds of foolishness in each one. |
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| Oh Bilbo. What a pup. |
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| Earl Grey. Such a calm and dignified roo. |
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| West creek crossing. |
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| Little bird tracks |
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| Big bird tracks. Probably a heron. |
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| We mowed a path along the creek this year. I startled a little muskrat right about here. Such shy little critters. |
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| The sun is already so far north, setting over Dick Olson's farm. |
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| These guys are first out in the morning and last in in the evening. They spend their days down at the creek and their nights safely in the barn. It's a good life for a duck. |
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