It is always a joy to catch a glimpse of the Cedar Waxwings when they wander into our area searching for berries. Their high pitched whistle, as they call back and forth to one another, usually gives their presence away.
“I love berries. Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, black berries, anything with an ‘errie’ in it!” ~Jordin Sparks
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