I took off as fast as my legs would go on Thursday morning, headed for the arroyo where I take my morning walk. A roadrunner catching a drink in my neighbor’s sun dial brought me to a screeching halt. I tried to be stealthy and quiet as I got the camera out of my windbreaker. The nylon of the windbreaker was noisy and Mr. Roadrunner looked at me, but didn’t run. When he drank, his beak made a clicking sound against the sun dial.
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