The west side of the island was pretty tame, no burrowing owls or others. The fun began on the east side as we rounded a corner that had a "Watch out for Buffalo" sign. There they were - all the little ones from last year growing up into juveniles - and acting like teenage boys! They were racing down to a water tank, turning around to face off against each other, jumping in the air - what fun!
Just a short ways past the water tank there was a beautiful coyote - he ducked into the shrubs so I pulled over and went really slow to see if I could find him. Then I got out and took some shots of the buffalo and - Bingo! - he appeared about 15 feet away behind the car! I think he wanted his photo taken :-)....
After some searching for porcupines, which we had seen last winter in Russian Olive trees, and finding none, we returned to find lots of cars stopped and watching the buffalo. A quick stop atop a hill yielded the panorama of the causeway and northern mainland that looks like an island itself. Then on the causeway - another coyote - beautiful and unafraid.
Horned lark - beautiful song.