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For various meteorological and medical reason I have not done much birding recently.

The other day I was walking from my parked car to the local library. I followed a lovely curving path that skirted a small pond and that was surrounded by lovely planting, shrubs and wispy small trees. Very tranquil.

A Catbird popped up nearby just at the path’s edge eyeing me closely. I smiled and said “Hello Mr. Catbird” (I actually said that out loud) Mr. Catbird had a berry in his beak and I noticed that the trees over the path were studded with berries. Just then a lone Cedar Waxwing flew in to grab a quick berry. First waxwing I’ve seen this year.

Here I was, not in some isolated, set-aside, officially proclaimed natural area, but in the center of town watching local birds acting naturally. Those few minutes buoyed my spirits. Birds and nature are all around us. You just have to look.