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breakfast I went down by H. Smiths. A large crow came flying down the wind. It was going very fast. He kept his wings going and the wind sent him along in great shape. He was going south and he kept his head pointed southeast.
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Every morning a pair of Bluejays are making love in Mrs. Russel's Norway Spruces. Their notes sound like axles
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that had not been greased. I can never get near enough to see what they do.
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I found some chrysalids out by the barn and put them out for the birds tonight. One of the acorns that I put out a few days ago had a small hole in it.
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March 29, Thursday.
This morning a Male English Sparrow was on