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Spring : Spring 12 : Chickadee

My buddies, the Chickdees, followed me around the lake. I usually walk waving a small branch in front of me. No, I am not dowsing for images. I am collecting the webs that spiders have strung across the trails overnight. I prefer not to use my face for this procedure. Whenever I brought the branch down a chickadee would swoop in and perch on it. I didn't mind, it weighs next to nothing. I must have looked silly walking around while holding out a branch with a chichadee bobbing up and down on it. Sometimes, two chichadees would perch there. Sigh, it is never easy.

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