It was hard to see this little guy in the tree, but his song gave him away. At times the wind was so strong that it ruffled his feathers, and looked like he was getting his "hair" blow dried.
Talking to the Tiny Tufted Titmouse
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Paved paradise and put up a parking lot
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Company for coffee this morning
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Critters here critters there.
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A treasure in the woods
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Teach us the name again Howard?
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Doo,doo,doo Lookin' out my back door
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It's not the dog days of summer yet?
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The last clouds of May
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Mini horses go to Pre school in Endicott
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Raising another 'Symbol of our Country'


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