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Dec. 3, 2007
A Trip To The Oat Bin
Beside my barn is a little building, painted green and white just like the barn. It's got knot holes and weather worn holes in it, but it serves it's purpose. It's our oat bin - a now mostly empty bin.
This morning I made my way through the snow drift and opened the door, and was greeted with a flurry of little birds flying out the door over my head. I stood back to let the rest of the flock out, but some were just to timid to fly past this human, so they just fluttered around at the back wall. As I stepped inside to fill the bucket with oats, the last few birds flew over my head.
There must be 50 or so sparrows living in there. I hope they're cozy and warm, away from the cold of this terrible winter. |
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