One thing I loved about my apartment was the tiny balcony off of my bedroom and the lush, green tree that shaded it. I soon discovered that dozens (seemed like hundreds) of Indian grey-necked crows lived in that tree. They were beautiful, raven black with a royal silver necklace. They were noisy (There was literallyContinue reading “The Crow Who Loved Me”
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