Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Had to dip back inside and pull a fleece top off the rack. I thought fleece was over for the year. Very crisp morning in the 40s. Walking home with an ebay package, .45 brass and three knives. Came around the corner and a youngish Black Vulture was eating a squirrel that got flattened a few days ago at Bois D'arc and Rusk. Walked right up to him. He nearly stayed in place.