I’m a hopeless watcher of news. The catastrophic flooding after Hurricane Helene has received my undivided attention.
Nature & Science
Today’s column reports the start of the season of southbound migrant birds!
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The volume of bird song has decreased in the past few weeks.
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Thursday July 11, 2024
Beige and brown and tan and black, with horns spiraled or semicircular or in undulating waves, a legion of goats marched up the hill toward us, bleating in anticipation of fresh grass and leaves.