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 Friday February 3rd 2017Tim Candler9


    There's not much notice to be taken of sunshine on a frigid day at this time of year unless you're a Cat and a pillow on a window ledge. They meet each other, become one with dreams while the Crows seek out last night's frozen corpses.



     A little concerned for the Towhee. They're doing that scratching around, sound like Elephants in the undergrowth, certainly can give me a start. Tomorrow will be double romper wear and three vests, so that ice cream might make more sense.


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