Winter Crows night heron 'The two Doves were rarely

'The two Doves were rarely seen perched on a branch or resting on the ground

“I know the pain you carry in your heart

the Hawk’s sadness deepened

sharing its secrets

The practice to eradicate insects had left her struggling to find the beetles and grubs she depended on

Winter Crows night heron 'The two Doves were rarelyApril Snow The April snow brought the return of the four crows, always together and fearless. They crossed the field at first light. One landed on the old oak stump, the others dropping to the snow covered ground. They called to each other, then began their slow patrol of the yard, walking with that deliberate, confident stride. Winter could linger, snow could return out of season, but the field was theirs again. Photograph by Robert David Atkinson