I think it is the Without me, this day wouldn’t mean shirt all about of the picturesque and sociable palmettos that softens the aspect of the flat lands as you go back from the in this latitude, and makes the barrens lovable and kindly. Yet other things I am sure contribute. The cold snap, which may have been the end of the tiny winter that comes even to this far Southern clime seems to have sent many birds awing once more. All about flock the robins in countless numbers, their winter plumage seeming just a little duller than it will be when they hasten.
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I have not heard one of Without me, this day wouldn’t mean shirt sing, but the air is full of unmistakable robin cries and they run over grassy spots with the same self confident grace. A favorite food with them seems to be the gallberries which exactly resemble low bush black huckleberries and grow in vast profusion all over the ground through the flat woods. These are most bitter and nauseous to my taste, in fact I know of only one thing worse and that is the buckthorn berry which is plentiful all the early winter at home and of which also the wintering robins seem very fond. Blue birds are plentiful. The crow blackbirds that are wintering here seem to be, if anything, just a little more familiar and fearless than those which nest yearly.