At a nearby creek in the back, in the early morning darkness, I first saw a little dark bird wading and dipping the head in the cold running stream.
"Who am I?"
Since it was my first encounter, I looked through my bird book to figure out after returning home. There he was.
"I am an American Dipper. I like
to wade and even swim underwater
feeding in a clear mountain stream."
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