Fedding Chickadees in Winter

Already accustomed to the

procedure, it isn't long till one flutters down from the sky to clutch the edge of my hand; a moment more to twitch and eye the seed in my palm, select two or three, and flit away -

-such delicate talons!

the sensation lingers, engendering a tenuous ache - millet of love.

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