A Sweeter Trill in the Trees
Last June I heard an unfamiliar song in our overgrown pasture that turned out to be a field sparrow. He may have been looking for a place to start a second brood or perhaps he was…
Last June I heard an unfamiliar song in our overgrown pasture that turned out to be a field sparrow. He may have been looking for a place to start a second brood or perhaps he was…