An Orchard Oriole flew in.
I had never seen one.
I was pleased he found the orange slices and the nectar.
One of the last
to arrive in my area and the first to leave,
only staying four months.
I hope he has a mate.
I can put out more oranges.
I can set up another jelly bowl.
Oh joy, an Orchard Oriole!
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