I sat in the back yard, taking a break from garden chores. Birds came in a nearly continuous stream of fluttering wings, landing on the fence or the feeder, stopping for a minute, then flying off again. Sparrows, chickadees, cardinals and a downy woodpecker all bellied up to the bird buffet. Mourning doves and squirrels got what the others left behind. The feeder empties quickly.
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