A wave of energy inflates the greenway, decorating the wild space with hopeful chirps and twills, tweets and twitters. The alto background, joined by the urgent ripple of the rain-swollen creek, is speckled with a tenor and then soprano close by. The air of mystery is carried on darts from tree to tree, the thrill of the occasional spotting, and the Chickadee as she scatters with a trill, dropping her seed in the soggy underbrush below.
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