The other morning I watched a small bird moving around looking for its breakfast. I could barely see the tiny thing deep in the pine tree on the north side of our house. From its very small size and overall shape I suspect it was a verdin, but I couldn’t get a good look at it… nor at the two or three others that I began to realize were also feeding in…
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