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A robin’s rules of order . . .

  Today, it’s empty.  The nest, shabby and lopsided,  sets like a permanent fixture in the branch of a fast fading crepe myrtle. Only a few weeks ago  the summer flowering bush had been alive with countless comings and goings as Mama and Papa Robin gathered supplies  to build a … Continue reading

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