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Well, here they are. I am always amused...every time I see them. So different from the swallows of my youth.
Surely, there's a germ for a poem there, no? :D
Posted by: Peter Garner | Friday, April 08, 2011 at 01:42 PM
I think I even wrote one once. They are so fascinating , aren't they? How they seem to rest in a large group on the wire...but then break up into smaller cliques. Funny.
Posted by: Judy | Saturday, June 25, 2011 at 03:54 PM
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Surely, there's a germ for a poem there, no? :D
Posted by: Peter Garner | Friday, April 08, 2011 at 01:42 PM
I think I even wrote one once. They are so fascinating , aren't they? How they seem to rest in a large group on the wire...but then break up into smaller cliques. Funny.
Posted by: Judy | Saturday, June 25, 2011 at 03:54 PM