A tiny song sparrow lights on the feeder. It peeps as it eats. Casts its little bead-black eyes up and around incessantly, scanning for hawks, falcons, danger. The chickens in…
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Some of those against my birds are other birds. A red-tailed hawk who disappeared our littlest Silkie chicken, Olex. Just plucked off the earth by one of her kin, eaten…