Kluskap delighted in the great variety of beautiful leaves of the fall. He looked forward each season to the array of pleasing colors and after they had dropped he felt sad because of the fleeting beauty that had passed.

How delightful it would be if these colors could be with us always, he thought. I'll turn the colorful leaves into beautiful birds. And with a wave of his hand the leaves became robins, tanagers, goldfinches and canaries.

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