
Later E. and I walked on Crescent Beach and the length of Blackie’s Spit. The seagulls love the sun too.

And then the treat of the day. We actually heard him first . (I thought my ears must be playing tricks on me. I’ve never heard or seen my favorite prairie spring bird since moving to the coast.) And then we saw him perched on a fence – a Western Meadowlark!

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