Re yesterday's blog: Wondering what the mental condition of reversing sounds is called. The call of the Great Horned Owl is three hoots and then two, not the reverse.
Hoo, hoo, hoo,
Meanwhile, lots of Red-winged Blackbirds and Kildeer calling along the road this morning during the run.
Oh yes, there was also a Yarrow blooming on the path that the dog and I walked this evening.