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Paving of the road across the Reva Pond started and was abandoned several months later: only the sidewalk was paved. In the 21st century this may sound like 19th century reasoning, but I fight because it’s the right thing to do. It’s like I always tell ya kid, you gotta fight when you think it’s the right thing to do.
Here’s a video of Ted Cruz agreeing with the ultra right-wing crazies and promising to grant them their wish. The goals of these national right wing groups seek the handover of federal land to private ownership. This concern of losing our public lands is actually something birders and hunters have in common. v=flLFQnW7CUc.
A month ago I visited this site, right at the edge of Belgrade for the first time, only to discover that I cannot get into the overgrown area in my low-clearance city car. Over a few obstacles, we follow the dirt track into an abandoned and overgrown claypit. Yet, Starlings cannot dig and are happy to use abandoned cavities.
He is happy the bluebird has returned and he hopes that it will nest by his house in “Downy’s cell,&# that is, the abandoned hole of a Downy Woodpecker. He lives in Forest Hills with Daisy, their son, Desmond Shearwater, and their two indoor cats, Hunter and B.B. Wicked, right? Hat-tip to Stella.
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Barreling into your feeder with reckless abandon and cleaning you right out. When hunters would fire into a flock, the survivors would wheel around and return to the dead and dying. But imagine those flocks are verdant green, a color unmatched by any native bird currently in North American (north of Mexico, of course).
I learned of the trip right as it had been delayed and made a vow that I would be on that ship. Finally in 1799, the first visitors on this volcanic land were a group of French seal hunters who were after the fur seals that can be found hauled out on the beaches for fur and oil, which almost wiped out the local population of the species.
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