Ooh, Betty, the cat's done a whoopsy on the carpet!

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In the gnarled willow trees by the brook I saw a tiny long-tailed titmouse disappear into a fork of a tree. The bird had entered a nest covered with lichens, and the nest looked exactly like the lichen-covered tree itself.}}