I feel as if I am surrounded by wildlife. I've seen more than I ever remember seeing anyplace else I've lived. For example, I've seen:
- A great blue heron, that sits silently on a small island in a nearby pond;
- A wild turkey, trotting calmly down the dirt road near the reservoir;
- A beaver which almost got itself killed walking across the main road near the bay;
- A very large bird which I believe was a turkey buzzard, nearly blotting out the sun above with its great wingspan;
- A curmudgeonly raccoon that looks at us with disdain and waves his paw when we yell for it to get out of the garden;
- A family of woodchucks grazing on the lawn down the street;
- A mallard which appears near the birdfeeder behind my apartment every spring and patiently waits; in the morning for his female partner to come out of our pool;
- Several bunnies who reside near my apartment (one in the bushes directly outside; it's primary purpose seems to be perplexing my dog).
I'm always happier when I see them alive (and not left on the side the road, hapless victims of a brush with modern technology.) And I'm glad they allow me to share their space with them.

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