Brown-throated parakeet
It’s October in Blacksburg and it’s been raining for hours. A passing car splatters water on the asphalt. I hear dripping through the barely-open window. The dogwoods are scarlet, the oak and redbuds turn yellow, and maple crowns have begun to color like apple cheeks ripening from green to red. While the autumn day hangs … Continue reading Brown-throated parakeet