Funny how no one cared about the birds disappearing until it was the species they remembered. Where dark eyed juncos had flocked to feeders in the winter and robins heralded the return of spring every year, now it was a treat to see birds, even here in the Ozark Mountains. The West Nile Virus had […]
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