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My Garden Birds | December 2009

Jack Frost had painted the landscape, transforming the appearance of all that was exposed to the touch of his ice laden brush. Overnight, water had turned to ice, trees and shrubs sparkled white, while frozen spiders webs shimmered now in the first rays of sunlight.

After the rich pickings of Autumn the birds now faced the hard cold days of winter. Those nuts and berries plus the many and varied

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