The other day I was unloading some odds and ends from the car after an outing with my younger daughter, age almost-four, and I paused to visually locate the crows that were making a racket of “caws” from atop one of the houses across the street.
We live in a landscape of brick, asphalt, and scattered green. Our block is along a narrow one-way street in …
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