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| One section of the hedge. |
Across the street, I could hear the rustling, chittering. Pulling out my camera I attempted a photo shoot. The hedge, filled with a flock of sparrows was the length of the sidewalk. Because of the busy fluttering and feasting, this flock of perfectly camouflaged sparrows were on the hunt for any dried, frozen berries. One brave and curious soul left the flock for a private lunch on the sidewalk.
“….the winter is kind and leaves red berries
on the boughs for hungry sparrows…..”
~ John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
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