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.?