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March 25, 2002 snow white When I sit in my backyard facing the park, I feel like Snow White.  And I'm not just talking about the gowns I wear or my habit of skipping around singing falsetto.  The birds are so tame they often construct flower garlands and place them on my head.  The squirrels fetch my slippers. I made some clear hummingbird food and put it in a feeder without adding red dye.  Hummingbirds like red and I wanted to find out whether they would discover my feeder without the coloring and whether others would follow suit.  Within minutes, a Buff-Bellied Hummingbird showed up, took a hit, and flew off.  He came back with several friends proving, once and for all, that word-of-beak advertising really works.

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