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Early: house finches jabbered. (What is she doing now said your younger dog from under monstera.)(fncy frck texted your younger cat.)(Frock mismatched with rain-speckled nose said your youngest girl cat from windowsill.)(Hey buddy nice stencils said her brother to your youngest dog.)(Huh yeah I dunno she said sitting near maple.)(Oh we think those maple stars are enchanting whispered your canaries.) You hung suet, feeders; brought water, fresh nectar. You steeped tea, worked. (There’s nothing like a cool fall lawn roll echoed your oldest dog.)(Fewer leaves more wood ruminated your oldest cat.) Ruffled moon twirls gustily.