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| A stroll can start out so peacefully- blue headed vireo at seeded plants, picture perfect,- till the characters fly in, grackle picnic time. They know how to find food, and soften it up,- for themselves, for their nestlings. The trick is to grab something, dunk it, wait, pray that nobody else snatches it. If expressions could kill it's the grackle stare. |
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| The chips are being softened, crunched and bill-stored for family distribution. |
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| Now what?! Shredded wheat! |
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| Frogs lurking. If a little bird flies down it will be frog lunch. |
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