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Index of Subjects Since about mid August I have been hearing off and on, and lately regularly in the early mornings a very loud and different song. My backyard is a jungle, so it has not been until this morning that I managed to see the tormenting scamp well enough to call it, still a bit tentatively, a Carolina Wren. Bless them, Richard Stern and Bernard Forsythe, were here within minutes and spent a long time gently and carefully pursuiting the bird in the bushes and Virginia Creeper and all sorts of other varied terrain and growth. They heard it sing almost constantly but only caught a few poor glimpses of it, but enough to reassure me that it was indeed a Carolina Wren and is apt to stay around. It is active very early in the morning from dawn to perhaps 8:30 and then later in the afternoon when the sun won't be in your face, too. I have a neighbour who feeds the birds very well, so we are hoping that it may stay around later and use her fare. If you would like to try to see it, I am at 25 Gaspereau Avenue, just opposite Acadia Street. Park in the driveway, or even under the Cherry tree on the lawn so long as it is not too wet and muddy, or on Acadia Street, but be careful as it is only a one way street, so you will have to come on it from west to east, up by the Baptist Church on Main St. in town. Parking is also restricted there during public school hours. Walk out back to the little red house (#27), the old stable, and pick your way carefully through the long grass (boots required in the morning as it is very dewey!), and over the pumpkin vines which have grown across the path, but above all listen! He (presumably) was right at the edge of the garden this morning, and I did not have to go far to find him first in the overhanging ash tree and then he flew to the back of the garden and lite on a dead branch which gave me even a better view. That was really lucky, because he is a "flitter", doesn't stay still very long, small and very well camoflagued. With its big voice, I kept looking for a much bigger bird!! It has a lovely warm buffy breast and the longer drooping, rounded, tail of the Carolina. A white throat was noticeable as it tilted its head upwards, singing for all its worth. The very slender bill was also something which piqued my interest immediately. The white eye stripe is clean and crisp, and the cheeks are mottled with gray/black on a lighter background. I hope some of the rest of you can see it, but be sure to listen to its song. It is quite an act to follow! JET
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