On a Sunday morning in July as I was washing dishes, I kept my eyes on the activity at the bird feeders outside our window. Nothing special, just the usual brown birds—finches and sparrows. Yes,...
On a Sunday morning in July as I was washing dishes, I kept my eyes on the activity at the bird feeders outside our window. Nothing special, just the usual brown birds—finches and sparrows. Yes,...
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