Since moving to the PNW I’ve become quite enamored with crows. In fact, we’ve been feeding “our kids” daily and I treat them with a lot of respect. This book should have been a home run given my new interest in crows. It was nice enough, I suppose. The author’s writing is pleasant but oh my goodness does it meander. I’m not a big non-fiction reader and I made the mistake of reading half of this book, taking a half-year break to read fiction, and then deciding to finish this book. I had lost the groove and instead felt kind of annoyed by the lack of cohesion in the few chapters I read. The book felt like a peaceful walk through a forest…a walk that might have been slightly more enjoyable without so much unnecessary chatter by the hike leader.