So I admittedly don’t know squat about what the Green Book Festival is, but my publisher entered The Bird Saviors in their contest, and it won the first prize in Fiction, described here. (Take that, Toni Morrison!) And although I don’t know much about the Green Book Festival, I’m glad to be labeled Green. (It’s better than Red, that’s for sure. Or perhaps sooty black, for being on the side of Big Oil or Big Coal.) And here’s a friend of all greenies, a Rose-Breasted Grosbeak who has somehow wandered far astray, into my neck of southern Colorado, when its range extends only to western Kansas:
