I got in at about 2:30 this morning from a trip to Laredo and Wichita Falls. The usually quiet truck yard was alive with singing. I figured it was just from the lights being on. Then I came home, sat down at the computer, and again, I heard all kinds of fancy singing outside.
It's spring, and the Southern Mockingbirds are letting us know about it!
It's spring, and the Southern Mockingbirds are letting us know about it!