I have great neighbours

 At the end of April last year I came home to find a bundle of excellent quality card stock end cuts in the mailbox - a gift from a neighbour down the street.

Already being cut was a great benefit and the heavier paper doesn't require as much reinforcing at the punch hole. I made about 40 words for this first round. The blustery weather has made them fun to watch but hard to photograph. As of this evening, I had not noticed that any had fallen. The fine paper endured the whipping winds we had today.

 One word remained hanging from last year when I went to hang this year's crop up, in fact not a word, an acronym: LBB, Little Brown Bird. This fragment, found in last autumn's leaves, is folded, but is a harbinger....