“Sometimes right at dusk, when things get real quiet, an army of crows will settle into the trees behind my back porch, and softy call to each other. Caw,,,Caw... Caw, it sounds like they are saying to each other, “I’m here, I’m over here, here I am”, etc. It reminds me of the kind of three word and less texts and e-mails that people send to each other these days. They don’t really say anything except, “here I am, or I’m over here”.”
Bascomb Biggers for President !