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. . . always thirsty. . .

One morning  last week, Tom and I were presented a robust concert on the deck.  Birds were everywhere–darting here and there and back again– in trees and bushes.  The hummingbirds fighting more vigorously than usual.  But all were singing.   Though a strange cacophony, there was  a certain joyfulness.  Tom … Continue reading

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