What is wrong with me? I was sure you were going to say "...not to snatch one of these rotund baby chickadees out of the mountain laurel, and pop it in my mouth." I've been hanging out with my cats too much.
Zoe Tilley Poster Artist, gardener, and wanderer of the woods. Here, I record those notions which take a brief roost in my brain before fluttering out the exit ear and away on the wind. zoetilleyposter[at] gmail.com
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Absolutely, Zoe. You just want to take them back to your own nest forever, don't you?
Oy, and even their name! Chickadee!
What is wrong with me? I was sure you were going to say "...not to snatch one of these rotund baby chickadees out of the mountain laurel, and pop it in my mouth." I've been hanging out with my cats too much.
Oh, I wish I had said that instead, Ellen! I'm delighted that you thought of it.
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