Valley News Thursday April 5, 2018
Much of it started with a murder — of crows. “A mega-murder,” said poet Sara Biggs Chaney, referring to the collective noun for the raucous black birds who, at certain times of year, gather in huge, cacophonous numbers outside her family’s home in Wilder. She pointed out the window where, by an old well planter on a then-snow-covered knoll, crows come to sit and scream by the hundreds.
“It. Is. Deafening,” she said.