Neat bird hanging out on the barb wire in front of one of the trail cameras

Vulture finishes the left overs from a coyote’s meal

When I was growing up on the peninsula, we used to enjoy looking out the living room windows early in the morning at the large covey of quail who hung out on our lawn. I rarely see quail anymore in suburbia–only on the coast, and then, never in the large numbers we’d see as children.