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Nature Watch 12.18.14

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by Nona Estrin

 

The sun has slowed its journey toward the south, about to pause and return. Skiing has been silky, but something is missing. I miss the golden-crowned kinglets.  When snow locks up the land, and hunters pack up for home, the woods always seemed to belong to these tiny birds. I looked forward to stopping in the quiet woods at one of several groves of spruce trees on my trail, and listen for the high zee zeee zee. But the last few years have not been good for the spruce at our latitude, and very few still stand. But I know a place to the west, another 800 feet or so higher, and a bit cooler, where there may still be a good spruce stand. I’ll go there tomorrow to stop and soak in the song of the golden-crowned kinglet

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