The woodcock that has been singing in the front yard every night that I’ve thought to listen since March is still here. Last evening I let the dogs out and he was peenting away down near his usual spot except this time he was actually in the garden which is fenced it. Trip heard, saw, and maybe smelled him – pointed for awhile then decided it would be fun to get closer. She did a couple of laps around the garden hoping that someone had left the gate open. No such luck. The bird did a couple of display flights and then the dogs and I went in for the night.