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What does the on-time bird get?

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While gulls and crows seem to have taken shelter, unusual at low tide, the robins don’t mind the rain at all. It probably helps that it surfaces a buffet of food source for them.

It’s more of a pervasive soaking, which would leave both sides of an umbrella dripping, than a drenching pour.

At a mile out, the water and rainfall merge to a shade of muted blue-grey. When it bounces off the Gore-Tex, it sounds like millet being poured on a tiled floor, changing to rice according to the force of the wind. The brush-swishing of the pine trees and the tide-warning horn underlay a syncopated rhythm.

Buds and blossoms are likely to follow. Sounds good to me.

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Written by glh

April 11, 2011 at 15:59

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