When younger, I’d watch the cartoon coyote chase the roadrunner, always failing to catch his meal. I thought of the roadrunner as pray, but now that I’ve spent some time observing them in the wilds of our neighborhood, I know them to be fierce hunters. My picture for 05/29 is a roadrunner dispatching a bird; it just caught against a driveway.
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My 06/30/26 postcard features a California helianthella opening to the morning light, its bright yellow…
We stopped at Alvarado Park for a drink of water when three roadrunners appeared, weaving…