By Sibylle Saunders, Vermont
My husband Tom and I went hiking on a beautiful Vermont fall day. We made the decision to hike to a nearby pond where we heard a number of birds. We didn’t recognize one of the bird sounds from across the pond. The bird got closer and closer. Was it a cardinal? A warbler?
By Patrick Dongvillo, Oregon
I was driving home on a stormy night, when my headlights suddenly outlined a solitary goose standing in the farm’s driveway. This goose shouldn’t be here. It’s supposed to be in the barn, I thought. With the safety of the farm, domestic geese never really learn to fly; they just become fat and happy. So this lone goose would likely be a sitting duck for some hungry coyote.