TellioIn the glamor of the pre-dawn I hear the phoebes sing just as they did nearly 29 years ago when my daughter was born upstairs in our home. We named her Phoebe because they sang her name all night long and well into the morning and then proclaimed her after she was born. Now, every spring, as they sing and then nest, I am reminded of my youngest daughter. https://goo.gl/2HcSek5 #smallstories
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