The other day our Mountain Bluebird was back, and pecking at the seeds on the ground beside the Goldfinches. Such bright colors!!!
Today a Hawk flew in to see what is going on in our back yard. I think it was probably a young one .
The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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