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He hops unexpectedly into my path, his dulling, Christmas-red breast catching my eye. In his beak is a small insect, his next contribution to his growing brood. Winter is over and Summer is here.
Twig by twig I’ve seen it appear, fat and pendulous in the bare branches of the tree. A magpie perches on its sturdy edge, looking proud and strong. His chicks will be safe here, all Spring long.