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Friday, November 23, 2001

Buzzard, Snow, Piano

We've been watching a big brown buzzard (Buteo buteo) from our windows at work all week. She lands on the crossbars of the football goals at either end of the company pitch, then mouses on the pitch and in the high grass adjacent. Sometimes we watch her hold some poor beastie in her great yellow claws and stretch and tear the little bugger to pieces with her beak.

And this morning, the first real snow of the season is coming down. I hope this doesn't convince our buzzard friend to fly further south.

At home, we now have a piano. I can't play, but the other two can. I suppose I'll strum along on my guitar. Or learn piano.

Bus reading this week was "Macbeth".

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