Vol. 11, Issue 1 - 31 August 2018.
The economy of grace is like a wild-life friendly garden.
The mourning doves' nest was empty. The parents and babies had just flown away. Grace missed them. She heard rustling sounds and found a fledgling crow trying to hide behind the purple potato bush. Soon she learned that the blue eyes meant it was a baby that had probably fallen out of a nest in the liquidambar trees, and had not yet learned to fly.