My neighbor M felt she was single-handedly responsible for it. Her bird feeders were sustaining the population of birds in our subdivision she intimated one day, as we chatted across the fence. At the time I had felt no need to challenge her claim. In later years, the County had declared the undeveloped land, where our neighborhood dead-ended and its creek, a conservation area: sanctuary to the amazingly varied bird population and our family was thrilled.
We felt we knew, more than anyone else, the treasure that was hidden in our little wilderness park Continue reading “The Day I Learned Who Really Feeds the Birds”