Suddenly everything's green. And buggy. I walked up to the Bluff Head at Moose Hill this afternoon. May is an explosion. The birds trickle in during March and April, and then suddenly I don't know who's what anymore. Lots to learn. At any rate, I recorded a bit of what I heard. [3 minutes of ambiance here]. And I got some nice footage of a chickadee taking a bath. Cute overload alert.
The Complete Little Stories for Bedtime, Year 5. 1916
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