AND YET SINGS, KNOWING SHE HAS WINGS
Birds are everywhere here. I suspect I notice them more now because there are so few other creatures out and about in this grey and snow-scabbed landscape. Some days ago, in the space of a short while, birds made their presence known to me in various ways. We were in the car, driving to the home of a couple that live far out in the country, who had promised the kids good sledding in the company of their son. I saw: a fat black-and-white magpie sitting alone in the black branches of a skeletal tree, his shape silhouetted against the...