[Magdalen] Church as Personality Robert Schuller RIP

[ME Michaud]

Cripes, an enormous doe just tore by the window, tongue hanging
out. As if she were being pursued, but I saw no coyote.

The crow family, when they gather, seems to be making a safe space
for squirrels. I only see squirrels on the ground when the crows are
nearby.

Yesterday the trill of the red-wing blackbird (my mother's favorite).
Today heavy buffeting winds and whitecaps on the bay. March
winds, the kind that knock bud casings off the trees so early leaves
may unfurl.
-M, with friends in Plymouth