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This Morning Outsideby Diane PorterApril 16 , 2011 Which is the greater joy, redbuds flaming magenta or a thrasher pouring liquid gold song into the morning air? Today two thrashers were carrying wads of dried grass into a thick yew. Between trips, they sometimes paused a moment in the redbud tree, to my utter satisfaction.
—Diane Porter
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