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The Promise of a Storm
There is a warning whisper in the wind. The birds have heard and gather on a wire to watch. My old ears cannot hear much sound without my aids. I search and finally find new batteries: the wind becomes...
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Verse – Morning Chorus
Steve’s prairie haven – home of the Urbana “Morning Chorus”We live near a tree farm that birds love. Transplanted small trees around our home are now large, and at first light, noisy. Springtime is the...
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Nets
Verse — by Steve Shoemaker We lug heavy bags of birdseed from store to car to garage steel storage can to feeders. We keep squirrels away. We watch the birds feast. We fertilize and water and prune the...
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FEATHERY PHOTO BOMBING – Marilyn Armstrong
Marilyn Armstrong is a favorite. This morning’s post seems . . . well . . . downright serendipitous! Serendipity Seeking Intelligent Life on Earth I always know there’s a bird on the other side of the...
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