It began with a small birdhouse with the words “Happy Camper” hung on a large pine tree, where I watched a family of Starlings take up residence. At the time, I knew very little about birds or the noisy reputation Starlings apparently had. So, I let them stay. Soon after, I hung a feeder filled with pellets and seeds in my small urban backyard. The starlings weren’t particularly interested, but the squirrels certainly were. So I moved the feeder higher, farther out from beneath the canopy of the tree an...
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