The sky was gray, almost white. Dismal and perfect at the same time. The air was cool and chilly, and the birds were noisy, busy doing whatever birds do in the afternoon. Fluttering around in the bushes now, not high in the trees like they were in the summer.
Every bit of my surroundings shouted (very quietly) ‘late November’.
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Thank you!
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Welcome 😊
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And a lovely, somber time it is.
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Yes. Thanks! Hope you have a nice Thanksgiving.
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Looks like a nice place to take a walk.
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Thank you! It is!
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Good for a silent walk.
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Absolutely. I love that sort of walk.
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Indeed; what is it that birds do when the air cools and the sky dims?
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I wonder that too. I guess their food sources change, and they’re always interested in water. Some seem to go off as loners, and others seem to form large groups in winter. I’m not a bird expert at all, but to me, they seem more relaxed in the winter. Thanks for your comment.
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