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cross for he chased a tree sparrow until it took refuge in a thick thorn apple tree. He watched until it started out and then took after it again. I think it was the same sparrow that I saw last Sunday.
out on the fence post that I visited last Sunday I took half an acorn to draw. 
At the head of the ravine I saw a pair of chicadees

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They hunted around on the ground and in the weeds. one picked up a leaf and turned it over to see what was on the other side. Once it picked at a piece of rotten wood but it did not like and shook its head and wiped its bill in disgust. Its short wings and long tail give it a bobbing tilting flight. Went over to the hole where