These beautiful songsters surround my home morning and night, and are full of such character. I find them and their youngsters a delight and occasionally when we decide to feed them, they are not at all shy and take food from our hands, or line up to fly for it if thrown. Their haunting, flute like song is at its best when there is fog or light rain and no wind. It echoes through the air in a way that captures the moment in all it's perfection and settles lightly on my shoulders, seeping into my soul.
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