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| Another showery morning and Ellie Mae ponders how to spend the day. |
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| On a nest hidden by virginia creeper vines, a Mourning Dove eyes my passing. |
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| When she flew off, her treasure was revealed. |
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| Nearby and hidden in the grass, a pair of Tree Sparrows tend three tiny speckled eggs. |
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| A kind gift from my sister, this little hanging bird house harbours a House Wren nest. |
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| It looks like bluebird feathers were used to cushion the cinnamon-brown eggs. |
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| On a St. Lawrence River inlet, Canada Geese parents chaperone 21 fluffy babies. |
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| Stretches of my grounds contain wild strawberries. I can almost taste them now! |
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| My honey bees vary in colour as seen on these two workers using Mountain Ash blossoms. |
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| At least a half dozen Baltimore Orioles frequent my grape jelly feeder. What dazzling colour!! |









