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This Morning Outsideby Diane PorterMay 6 , 2011 Lincoln's sparrows are late this spring in my neck of the woods. Yesterday I finally found one near Crow Creek, craftily keeping a branch between us. But today one came to the bird feeding station and pecked at the niger seeds the goldfinches dropped from overhead. This sparrow looks to me like a smaller, more delicate version of a song sparrow. It's a timid thing, wary of being watched. Maybe that's why I feel so lucky when I get to see one. Don't you love the buffy band across the breast?
—Diane Porter
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