Many of my Bird friends have already migrated away. I will see them again in the Fall.
Some never leave me. From the porch today is a Brown Thrasher. He and his kin have been a constant here for 20 years. Some say he is hard to get a peek at, but not here. Here he is more like a yard chicken.
He comes to the suet feeder some, but most times prefers to dig in the leaves. He also likes my peanuts, will take them in the shell.
He loves to dance about, loves to sing and does imitations.
After digging out some bugs, took a bath in my Branch. After that he is all water logged. No matter as he is as happy running about as flying.
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