What a difference a day makes.
It began to sprinkle. The Male American Gold Finch looked up.
I left the purple cone flowers so they would go to seed. I had hoped the Finches would enjoy fresh seed.
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It began to sprinkle. The Male American Gold Finch looked up.
I left the purple cone flowers so they would go to seed. I had hoped the Finches would enjoy fresh seed.
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