Flaps Down

Winter forests are really quiet, everything is covered in snow, nothing is moving and you can easily be overcome by the silence. But then you hear it, faintly at first but then clear and happy as it gets closer, chick-a-dee-dee-dee…chick-a-dee-dee-dee… This cheerful song seems such at odds with the lonely silent winter woods that one can’t help but be warmed and uplifted by this happy composer. Thanks Chickadee!

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Black-capped Chickadee, Prairie River, Saskatchewan

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