Rhody stays away. The last time Rhody was seen was on the morning of the 12th when he came to the crest of the bank as I bore off his brood. He has not apparently come to this place at all since. June 20th. Rhody relocated I inquired at the tract office of the real estate firm handling in new environment and found perfectly friendly still. the sale of Oakmore Highlands property, this morning, whether Rhody had been seen since the 12th. I was told that a roadrunner had been seen a few days ago in the tract to the eastward of the nest location. This portion is an open, rolling field on top of the hill, surrounded on most sides by dense thickets. Streets have been cut though it and construction work is in progress. I drove through the streets keeping an eye out for road-runners, and in less than five minutes saw a head sticking up over the grass, weeds and fern in the open about 75 yards away. I stopped and proceeded on foot slowly toward the head and found Rhody himself lying down quietly on top of the miniature mountain range formed by the backfill of a trench, a strategical point from which he commanded a view in most directions for miles while lying down. The only move he made during my approach was to stand up, take two steps toward me and take the proffered meat from my fingers! Apparently he forgets what he wants to forget and remembers what is convenient. I kept in touch with him for more than an hour as he wandered about, hoping that he would show me where his new nest is, if he has one. The distance covered in this time was perhaps a quarter of a mile, some of the ground being traversed twice. He never once entered the woods, though frequently skirting them and staring into them. I had to go and left him in possession of the field, still in the open on the backfill again. 'While I was with him he caught cicadas, grasshoppers and other things good to eat. preened and threw away loose feathers from his flanks and had a good loaf. If he has a nest, clearly he had no intention of directing me to it.