Comments for: Flying foragers bear harsh winter

A flock of huge crows attacked the stale stuffing I tossed on the snow out back, leaving not a crumb for the other birds. Speaking of “Crumbs to the Birds,” Charles Lamb wrote in that poem: “A bird appears a thoughtless thing … no doubt… Read More
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