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from the series, Winter Birds Unseen shivers of song Junco’s busy gray visit Amid the sudden flash of white Arctic scissor-wedge of tail in hoods of Charcoal-heated nervous fleet wheels round the eaves on unnerving cold to land on secret signal Twits on crystal
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Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 7:55 PM UTC
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from the series, Winter Birds Unseen shivers of song Junco’s busy gray visit Amid the sudden flash of white Arctic scissor-wedge of tail in hoods of Charcoal-heated nervous fleet wheels round the eaves on unnerving cold to land on secret signal Twits on crystal
These are the real "snow birds" Not Yankees on a Southern beach in February. They come South in late October and leave for their Arctic nesting sites in late April. With such small pink feet, they don't perch well-- no trees on the tundra. They like their bird seed on a flat surface or right on the ground. Pictues of juncos. We only get the slate gray version: https://www.google.com/search?q=Junco+photos&client=firefox-b-1&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiCxovC9L7YAhWMRN8KHVJ-DYUQ7AkIQA&biw=1080&bih=542#imgrc=K5mtpJvMkXeNhM:
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Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 7:55 PM UTC
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