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February 20th 2011    Tim Candler

    The Close Mockingbird is fit again.  He just thinks he's wonderful, up there in the Apple taking no notice of me. 

    Yesterday he chased  Blue Jays.  But Blue Jays like being chased.  They think it a sporting event and they don't mind coming in second, or third, because there is always another day and everyone wins a nut.    

     The Close Mockingbird is thinking about girl Mockingbirds.  They have no objection to Doves in the living room.  They'll tolerate a Wren.  But Blue Jays are untidy, Blue Jays don't wash up and they have questionable habits around other people's nest.

     Anyhow, he seemed to enjoy himself racing around while I weeded Strawberries.

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