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Oodles of robins harbinger of spring this brutally cold March 5th 2021

Oodles of robins; harbinger of spring this brutally cold March 5th, 2021 Turdus migratorius - otherwise known as robin red breast jabbering Kon'nichiwa i.e. honorable guest gather materials to craft nest their beaks poking soft ground regarding persistent quest to sustain diet of worms twitter amongst themselves with zest. Every square inch of greensward awash pinterestingly enough said essential (avian) loungers - brash to get first nib (bulls) before crash test dummy, (i.e. other pseudo droning birds of prey) swoop down and dash, while astride one horse open sleigh, albeit all aflutter fast as a blinking shutterfly eyelash. All joking aside (the aforementioned eleven lines cried out and spontaneously did glide thru mine fingertips without pride nor prejudice, sense nor sensibility) yours truly did observe countless winged creatures, viz American Robins, which often make mumbled cuck or tuk to communicate with each other or sharp yeep or peek as an alarm call when vacationing within Telluride Colorado, they also make a repeated chirr that rises in volume and can sound like a laugh or chuckle. The vantage point housed inside Apartment unit B44 doth provide, enable, and allow me to analyze feathered tweeting gals with cries of alarm, when *****sapien defies covenant of mother nature tries to befriend above named animals, which instinctual reaction to flit away quite understandable and wise. I (an older fella preferring solitude versus being among madding crowd) savors self quarantine even preceding coronavirus COVID-19 pandemic, no matter other primates here at Highland Manor take objection and consider rude another case in point involve scores of years ago as a younger dude, when livingsocial with parents (mistake) my mother and father whom accrued anger, when yours truly did delude himself he lived alone on tropical island where if in the imaginary mood could frolic in the nude now both deceased and cremated they then screamed epithets mean and crude activated one sided family feud cuz their one male offspring estranged himself between those who begot their (not so stellar) sole son, his (mine) emotional state never came unglued, nor snapped, but rage internalized and silently brewed, no tea zing paying steep price necessitating therapy to expunge cumulative hostility within mine being no longer feeling like a mat chewed.

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