Tonight after Friday night chores I tuned in to find that Bobby and Rosie have a hatch. I feel the same way about seeing that hatch that I feel about visiting a wildlife refuge in Alaska. It can proceed without me.
Meanwhile I tune in at night to watch Big Red sitting on her eggs at Cornell. She just got up to roll and fluff them. Then she settled back down on them and the night goes on quietly.
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