feeder notes
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the morning the chickadee sang
Jun 2, 2026 · Black-capped Chickadee
I'd been watching this little chickadee come and go for two weeks before I finally caught it singing — that clean two-note *fee-bee*, crown feathers up, on an empty feeder at 5:28 in the morning. It did not need the seed to come back. It…
read on → seven, and counting
Jun 1, 2026
My little list is at seven now: a blackbird that's really two birds, a starling with a Shakespeare problem, the unkillable house sparrow, the house finches and their honest red, two doves everyone mistakes for a couple, and — my favorite —…
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