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The day was pale ochre and gray… at least from a bird’s perspective in the trees. This soft palette was appealing to me while I was watching chickadees chirp, flit, and rest, among the oaks. Spots of yellow from the flowering oak catkins lended just a hint of interest to the image. This is a Black-capped chickadee from my old backyard. I am still working from photos - I hope to move to plein aire, at some point!
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