One of the things I do actually love about the suburbs is the quiet. Of course, the quiet mostly happens in short spurts between clamorous bouts of home construction, lawn mowers, garbage trucks, cicadas, and dogs barking. But when I do get it, it’s glorious.So, naturally, as I was having one of those brief, late afternoon quiet moments on my deck, a bird suddenly landed on my deck railing and started to yell at me. It wasn’t a nice little bird tweet like the helpful birdies in a Disney […]



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