The beef cattle across the road and at the other end of the cul de sac are back, and I’m thrilled, as they have been missing since December, and I was afraid they’d been sent away to freezer camp.
In the evening and early morning, I can sometimes hear the cattle mooing, mixed in with the call of Red-shouldered Hawks, Barred Owls, Wood Thrushes, Cardinals, and Carolina Wrens.
Trust me — none of it is noise pollution.
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