I used to take care of a lonely cockatoo named Buddy. His home was a greenhouse in the backyard of his owner’s house that was rarely there. I was supposed to clean his glass house and feed him when Tony, the owner, was out of town. At first I was terrified of the big bird […]
Read more »Britt and I were enjoying one of the last warm days of fall, sitting in the water at Ocean Beach, waiting for a wave, when we saw it. At first we thought it was a rogue local storm raining down in the water south of us. But it was moving and reshaping itself unlike any […]
Read more »#27 Because they play team sports in the air. It’s true, I witnessed this myself a few years ago. Hiking in a windy valley I saw 8 or 9 crows flying and swooping high above me, chasing each other. I stopped to watch and realized they weren’t just randomly flying, they were playing catch with […]
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