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Easter Spirit

My forest kitty resurfaced again today, and I've decided his name must be Spirit.  What a strange little creature; he disappears for weeks on end, only to reappear  to take advantage of a free feeding on Easter Sunday.
Today was another sunny, lovely Sunday. 
Yesterday, I saw and heard one V formation of geese overhead, and only heard a few strays later in the evening.  I also heard cardinals about, and heard woodpeckers at their craft by the brook.