The birds are putting on their winter coats.
Sparrows shedding feathers,
starlings sporting brown backs and black
speckled breasts, caught between seasons.
Young blue tits in smart yellow shirts have yet
to find their thin black ties.
Flocking in my tree,
busily attacking nuts and seeds,
preparing for the turning.
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As I pick up the feathers, it strikes me that this might need to be hand written out and plonked in front of the feather jar. Thank you!
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