Well, someone found a use for the part of the tree that got killed by lightning!
Every morning we're regaled by the mockingbird's routine. He starts with a cardinal, moving through crow, meadowlark, tree frog (!), and then birds I don't recognize, but who have fancy calls nonetheless.
I've gotten so used to him and his antics, that I don't know how I ever enjoyed coffee on the porch without him.
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