Rural life is for the birds
Whenever I want drama, I go for a walk in my neighborhood
Editor’s note: My friend Jerry “Jeb” Brown, The Sage of the South, has informed me that I don’t know a purple martin nest from a barn swallow nest. So I have edited this column to reflect his editorial input, and I remain ever grateful to him.
The purple martins and barn swallows arrived last month, and at least a few are pissed off.
Don’t tell me tha…