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At My Feeder

Today, as it steadily snowed tiny, soft flakes, Pine siskins, along with an American goldfinch or two mobbed my thistle feeder.   I was transfixed by their constant fluttering and twittering, and impressed by their lack of fear of my presence. However, in … Continue reading

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