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uddenly, worried that the blackbirds would disappear again, I stopped and clicked a few frames. Then something happened that I wasn’t expecting –– the flock lingered in the field. Were there more seeds than usual to feed on? Were the towering sunflowers hiding me from the skittish birds? Slowly and quietly, I inched closer until I was standing directly behind one of the tallest sunflowers in the field.
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