white throated sparrow
- Just walked over to the kitchen window to check out the bird feeder/compost pile and there was one w.t.s. in what looked like bright shiny new plumage all fluffed up and posing on top of the fence.
"When I feed the poor they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor are hungry they call me a communist" - Helder Camara
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