In the land of jaxiejax there is such a thing as a Black Western Cardinal. It sings under the light of the moon and and sleeps in the caverns of dried out California Oak Trees.
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A trip to Oregon earlier this year was gift to the senses and the eyes. The phrase "A sight for sore eyes" was certainly the...
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