

Inspired by the corvids dotting the lupine-laden, red-dirt fields of PEI, I purchased George in a local bookshop, which I‘ve been meaning to read for a while.
Despite her exhaustion about being forever linked to her long-departed parents, Ted Hughes & Sylvia Plath, I need to mention that this is a memoir written by their daughter. It‘s about the time she spent hand-rearing an injured, newborn magpie and the dissolution of her marriage.👇🏻