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So country


When I was taking yesterday's shot I also snapped this one.  It seemed so country to me, the rusting 44 gallon drum with the little willy wagtail perched on it. You see lots of willy wagtails out the west.

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  1. DianneMay 24, 2012 at 9:07 AM

    A perfect country capture ... Rusty fence rusty drum and of course a little Willy Wag-tail completes the picture. My daughters used to always call them Willy Wonkas when they were small... I love how their little tail feathers stand tall.

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  2. UnknownMay 24, 2012 at 2:18 PM

    Your photos are great. I read you every day but seldom comment.

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  3. MarkMay 24, 2012 at 9:42 PM

    Classic country shot.

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  4. UnknownMay 24, 2012 at 11:45 PM

    Cute little bird!

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  5. Megan CoyleMay 25, 2012 at 10:22 AM

    what a sweet little bird!

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  6. MartinaMay 26, 2012 at 3:56 AM

    No willy wagtails around here :-(

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  7. SusanMay 26, 2012 at 8:09 AM

    Aw, I just love that photo Joan. The Willy Wagtail completes it.

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