The wind blew over a tree near the garden this morning. The tree had been rotting on the inside after losing a limb in a storm several years ago, and finally weakened to the point it couldn't hold its own weight.

After I cut it down, but before I was finished cutting it up, the roadrunner came along to see what was going on. It hopped up on the tree and nosed around for awhile, and didn't even run off very far when I started the chainsaw back up.