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from "Mike Lyle" contains these words:

They're the glamorous species, [predators]
not the sparrows.

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Mike.

We are fortunate in having a large Russian Vine on the front of the
house. It serves as a shelter for dozens of flocking sparrows each
evening. They zoom into the vine in small flights of about five birds.
Julie often comments "There go the Spitfires again" as they fy in from
their various mustering points

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Cheers,

Compo.