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August 1, 2010 |
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Weeks ago I looked up the driveway and saw a pair of quail, followed by their young family. The father perched on the gatepost, casting a watchful eye on the road while the chick crossed in a scurry. Next step: flying lessons! There did not seem to by any quailish communications. Dad stepped to the edge and jumped. After a little to-ing and fro-ing, the little ones followed suit. It...