A road runner is walking through my yard like he’s been sent here by the assessor’s office to do a survey.
He walked right past the kitchen window and then over to the garage and was poking all around the yard with great curiosity.
This is the closest I’ve ever been to a roadrunner. I was surprised at how big this fella was.
He stopped by the apiary fence and studied the other side for a good half hour. Do you think he knows what will soon be in that yard.?