He matches the leaf litter that he's digging in. He's an Oven Bird, the subject of one of Robert Frost's most depressing poems. (see here)
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Sunday, May 28, 2023
Monday, April 25, 2022
Oven bird
"There us a singer everyone has heard,
Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird,
Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again."
I studied Robert Frost's poem about the Oven Bird years ago in college. But this was the first time I actually saw one.
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