Good morning!
It’s Saturday. Yesterday I was standing at the window, pretending to be a skilled birder (maybe Margaret Atwood?) while documenting my sightings for the Great Backyard Bird Count.
“Two crows!” I said aloud to my imaginary assistant, who dutifully scribbled in an imaginary notepad.
“Two…wait, no, three bluejays!” More scribbling.
Then came a…