There was a dead tree swallow inside one of the bluebird houses we cleaned out for the Winter. I looked up Tree Swallows in my bird book to learn about them, and my favorite part was the description of their voice, "a cheerful series of liquid twitters."
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Such a Victorian description... " he has my permission to land on my shoulder and sing... We are most amused with 'Tachycineta bicolor' "
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