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Yellow bird

I’m in a writing frenzy, the end stage of finishing a book I’ve been thinking about and gathering material for, for many years.  A little while ago my cell phone rang. I glanced at it – Cesar, my neighbor and garden buddy who doesn’t typically call but his partner is in her 9th month.  I answer: “I hate to bother you. I know you’re really busy writing, but the yellow bird I’ve been telling you about is in your back yard.”  He’s so excited!  And I’m so touched to have a neighbor who calls me about a yellow bird in my backyard. Now, we just have to figure out what it is.

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