The Tribe: A Creative Chastity Belt

The Tribe: A Creative Chastity Belt

The birds at my feeder come in groups, never alone. There is either zero traffic at the feeder or too many beaks (which always leads to unseemly bickering). And while a single bird might flit about in the back yard alone, big movements -- like flying south for the winter -- is reserved for the group. Birds seem to understand, instinctually, that safety comes in numbers. 

And so do humans...