There was a rumble in the garden one afternoon earlier this week. H and I heard birds squawking and screeching all the way at the far end of the house. Downstairs from the porch I could see several crows sitting on the back fence and a family of blue jays (I say family as if they’re listed in the church directory) giving them the what-for – swooping at them and jumping back and forth from the ground to the fence. I tried to sneak out for a closer look but they spied me and departed. I could swear that I saw something in the claws of one of the crows as it flew off. I hope I didn’t witness a kidnapping.
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