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A cold rain is rattling on my windows today. And every time I rise I feel that cold as pain. Suddenly I realized that I had lost my buckeye. I rattled around the house looking in all my nooks and crannies that I might have tucked such a treasure.
The morning Hattiesburg had its first killing frost of the season I, peeked out of my back door just in time to see a Blue Jay cruise by at half speed.
I woke up to the screams of Blue Jays--again! I grabbed some sweats and hopped down my back steps to assess the situation with the herd of grizzled Labradors cascading behind me. Admittedly, the herd is small but make up for it in loudness: two dogs, generally always barking at a frenzied level ...