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| They're a bit shy. |
When I took the first blurry look out the window without my glasses this morning, it looked like the ground was moving. A second look with the aid of lenses told me the redpolls had returned. All winter I hadn’t seen one, not confirmed anyway. Several flocks of small birds flew over now and then but I couldn’t be sure what they were. Just in the past couple of days I had seen one at a time poking around among the chickadees. Then this morning I realized the East Pole had been discovered yet again. There must have been 20 or 30 of them flitting around, coming to the feeder, watching from the trees and, yes, poking around in the snow. Fortunately I had just opened a new 40-pound bag of sunflower seeds.
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| What's a chic like you doing in a place like this? |
On another note
Frustration cure #8372: After more than two months of sliding on this damned hill, and the other day being dragged down it on my belly by an overloaded sled, today I carved steps about 40 feet down from the house. Can a Stairway to Heaven be far behind? I would have made a picture but everything is white and there are no shadows so the camera can’t even see them.
The following morning tracks in the new snow showed a larger bird had walked the length of the deck and then even hopped down the stairs. Feet about magpie size, I think.
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