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Great Tits

I watch you collect the bedding for your little house. I watch you jump up and down when thieves lurk about. Collecting the down and flitting away. Wait a few minutes and you’re back on this day. I watch you running and hanging on the thinnest of branch. Collecting food for your children in your little house. Singing little songs and working in pairs. It’s a pure joy to see Parus majors in our garden treating our home as if it were theirs.

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 4/28/2022 3:06:00 AM

This is delightful my friend. I love to bird watch. We have a pair of Mina birds that live in our neighbors avocado tree that squabble sometimes like an old married couple. She chases him away and he keeps coming back. Most of the time they whistle though. Blessings xxoo

A Yorkshire Poet
Date: 4/28/2022 5:16:00 AM

Hi Connie, thanks very much for your lovely comments. They are such little characters and a pure joy to behold. Best regards xx