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All About The Chickadee





Does not go south in winter.

Song--two or three clear long whistles and the chirping of his own
name, "chickadee."

A gay, curious little bird.

Black head and throat--sides of head and neck white--breast grayish
buff--wings and tail darker shade edged with white--larger feathers of
shoulders white.

Food--seeds and dormant insects or larval eggs.--Valuable as an insect
destroyer.

Builds in hollow places--usually deserted woodpeckers' or squirrels'
nests--sometimes hollows place for itself.

Six white eggs speckled with red--young birds, male and female much
alike in colouring.





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