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If you are in any way a twitcher, this one is for you.
In this poem I take a look at the many birds that visit in and around my garden and the delight my husband and I find in watching them. From the Bluetits, to the Thrush and Blackbirds, not forgetting the Owls who call in the nearby woods at night along with the Buzzards and Hawks that soar above. They all bring us joy and a special kind of peace as we watch them on the feeders and in the nesting boxes.
By Allison PenningtonIf you are in any way a twitcher, this one is for you.
In this poem I take a look at the many birds that visit in and around my garden and the delight my husband and I find in watching them. From the Bluetits, to the Thrush and Blackbirds, not forgetting the Owls who call in the nearby woods at night along with the Buzzards and Hawks that soar above. They all bring us joy and a special kind of peace as we watch them on the feeders and in the nesting boxes.