It’s our last day here, and I slept in until 6. Finch came back to fetch me to take me to Bonita’s clearing. After running around yesterday like mad fools all day chasing after possible sightings of the adult harpy, we got to the clearing this morning to find Bonita contentedly ripping apart an armadillo. The adult had come and gone in the 25 minutes Finch had taken to fetch me. Five white woodpeckers showed up to console us.