There might have been one on Wednesday, November 9 in the driveway, but I couldn’t be sure because the goldfinches were about as well, dull in their duns and greens. Maybe there was the light streak along the tail, but it was a fleeting glance. I had to keep watching and waiting.
Here in the Heartland it has been unusually warm for more than a week, so it must be Indian Summer with the sunshine and busy squirrels. It was Wednesday we saw the six-point buck walking hopefully uphill through the woods with his nose to the ground. I heard him before I saw him.