The first flock of juncos visited our yard early this evening. Ours is a tourist trap for them on their way south. Each fall and spring this particular flock drops by to and from points south. They enjoy our quiet spot where they can feed and drink, then sleep the night in the bushes and trees around us. By morning they shall be gone to their southerly destinations for the winter. Our own flock will arrive much later in the season and spend the holidays till spring here and we will welcome them.
This has not been a happy time.
There are friends that have suffered and we can only console them. There is a deep and growing trouble, not only in mid-Michigan, but throughout the country, where greed crushes grapes for its own enjoyment and the rest of us are left to wonder.