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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">Thank you, David.  What you wrote reminds me of this:</span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">"Fishermen, hunters, woodchoppers, and others, spending their lives in the fields and woods, in a peculiar sense a part of Nature themselves, are often in a more favorable mood for observing her, in the intervals of their pursuits, than philosophers or poets even, who approach her with expectation." </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;"> Henry David Thoreau, <span style="text-decoration: underline;">Walden, or Life in the Woods</span> (Boston, 1854)</span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">Patricia L. Chalmers<br/></span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">Halifax<br/></span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> On May 20, 2020 at 5:13 PM David Webster <dwebster@glinx.com> wrote:</span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> Dear All,</span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">>     I saw a comment recently on naturens traffic to the effect that </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> even sitting quietly in the woods may adversely affect birds. And it got </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> buried in subsequent traffic.</span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">>     This puzzles me because if you are really quiet then you become in </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> effect an unusually shaped rock or burl. I have had e.g. a Chicadee land </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> within a few inches of my nose  (at most 3" away) and peer this way and </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> that way; no hint of concern just curious. When very slowly crossing a </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> knee-high windfall I once had a Squirrel walk between my legs without </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> indicating awareness. When sitting a foot away from a tiny Spruce (~1" </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> diam. at soil) at dusk I once had a small Mouse slowly climb up the tree </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> saying ek ek ek as nonchalant as could be. And one day while passing </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> time, while I fished nearby, my wife waded out to a small rocky "island" </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> in a brook took both rubber boots off and a few minutes later a Muskrat </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> joined her, smelled the inside of both boots, smelled and crossed her </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> bare legs and then leisurely left the island and proceeded up stream. </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> Twice when sitting in Spruce I had a Kinglet land and hop about within </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> inches apparently unaware I was there.  Grey Jays are the exception- </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> they find you; especially when they smell a fire because that may mean a </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> welcome change from a dull diet.</span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">>     Sometimes it seems birds welcome company. One summer I spent many </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> hours thinning an area of woods which was clearly overstocked; cutting </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> and let lie or cutting and trimming for firewood. Regardless where I was </span>
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<span style="font-family: book antiqua, palatino; font-size: 12pt;">> working in this ~10 acre area a Robin would eventually show up, </span>
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