I heard a Red-winged Blackbird this morning and with a sigh I knew, much like when they arrive in the spring, their songs in the fall mean the season is changing again and this time they are leaving for warmer climates.
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I heard a Red-winged Blackbird this morning and with a sigh I knew, much like when they arrive in the spring, their songs in the fall mean the season is changing again and this time they are leaving for warmer climates.
It’s so sad when they leave … and delightful when they return to signal spring!
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