It’s crow o’clock. Every night at dusk all the crows in our neighborhood take wing and fly in a diagonal line across the sky. They flap and caw and shove right through the clouds, and although I’m a life-long bird lover and bird observer, I’ve never seen anything like it. Recently I learned that our house sits right underneath the crows’ “roosting route…
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