It's honeymoon season in my back yard. A pair of squirrels plays tag up and down the tree trunks. Pine siskins are busily collecting palm fibers from my planters for their nests, the bushtits are feeding in couples, chickadees are calling, "Here, sweetie!" In the blackberry hedge, sparrows are exchanging tuneful sweet nothings. Even the crows are in the mood.
Being crows, however, they express their emotion in raucous, uncouth shoutings and insults.