by Vaclav Pinkava Our house has been adopted by Columbidae. They fly in before dusk to roost under the eaves. I never asked to have them, I don’t feed them, they’re (at least from a distance,) decorative. In some ways I quite enjoy their rustic company, the cooing and scratching on the rafters. Ours are […]

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