My Magical Crow

A crow first entered my life one early morning in Tuscany on a June day that promised to be scorching hot. The dogs were excited and raced across the field behind the house which was full of purple flowering lucerne, known as erba medica. They screeched to a halt and started barking at something in the grass. I ran over to investigate and saw them circling a wounded crow which was valiantly but unsuccessfully trying to hop away. I screamed at them to get off…

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Fiona Cameron Lister

Fiona Cameron Lister

Experienced British writer/ghostwriter/editor in Italy | MWC semi-finalist| Loves history, nature writing, unusual subjects| https://www.twinclianpress.com