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Every March, hundreds (well it seems like hundreds), of Redwings gather in our woods, preparing to fly home to Iceland and Scandinavia after over wintering here. In 2018 we had a severe weather system, The Beast from the East, arrive with a huge dump of snow and bitterly cold winds. Sadly, some of the Redwings were unable for the conditions, and perished. This poem and filmpoem, 'Redwing' was inspired by those beautiful birds.

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