jc called me out of the shower this morning: "I think you should see this bird." Indeed I should. The varied thrush is very elusive, hiding high in the trees in springtime, singing its beautiful song. Dahlia Man told me, when I noticed one in his yard, that they come down from the forest when it gets very cold. That explains it. We got our once-every-ten-years snow last week, and it was down to 17 degrees F.
Rose
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