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In past years the male American Goldfinches tended to dine at my mother’s house up on the hill and the ladies ate at my house. I used to complain to her about it, “You have all the lovely yellow ones and I have all the drab girls.”

I’m not  complaining anymore … at least not about their absence, now I’m going to complain about their presence. What noisy little beasts!

Ah well, if that’s all I’ve got to complain about today I must be doing okay, eh? 🙂

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