I’m not sure you can tell from this picture, but these are some wonderfully well fed rabbits; the size of Scottish Terriers I would say, so that makes about 20 pounds. They seemed to find my presence … Intrusive.
In the woods I hear a wide variety of birdsong every morning. There is of course the actual cuckoo, whose song amazingly resembles the famous clocks. And the black-and-white of the magpie, which is related to our American crows socially if not genetically. In the woods I have come by songbird-sized things with gold feathers, and cousins with blue. I have not seen anything with red trim, nor have I heard woodpeckers. On the river of course I see wood ducks of a few types, and the occasional swan.
No squirrels have caught my eye, though with all these oaks surely there must be some. While waiting for my rescuers that afternoon, a river otter (also large and well fed) popped his head up in the middle of the river, but I never saw him again.
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