02 April 2007

Twitterpated IV

Shhhh. It's 7:49 p.m., just five minutes or so from full dark, and my crazy little towhee friend finally stopped beating himself against the window about 15 minutes ago and hasn't returned.

He sang sweet, soft, night-time welcome songs, resting a little between reflection battles during that last hour of daylight, and for a while, a puffed-up junco sat nearby and watched his efforts. It was clear he was getting a bit tuckered out.

Sleep well, persistent towhee. Sun will be up at 7ish and you can start all over again ...

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