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| This is a tiny house finch perched on top of a 30-foot pine tree in my yard. His song was loud and clear, but I had to scour the trees to find him. After a few verses, he flew off. |
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| Then my camera spied this wasp nest in a neighbor's tree. I knocked on the door and told him we had a problem. I offered to begin collecting rocks. In the end, I gave him a can of wasp spray. |
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| Mr. Finch reappeared, same song, more verses. |
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