Within the week, I will mosey along the traveled roadway to escape the cold, crisp mornings. 🙂
It is sad when the summer orioles,
fly off to their winter homes.
No more sunny day squabbles,
and birdie bickering.
When the last baby bird has finally fledged,
and flutterbyes have fluttered off,
when grosbeaks are gone,
and only hand-feeding-hummers,
and winter birds stay, it is time for us to fly away too.
We are off to spend time with Canadian grizzlies and send you cheers from your Holler summertime friends~
Expedition Nomadic Adventures 
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