Just before my dinner break at the library I was looking at a book that purported to teach me how to do a hundred things. The range was pretty extreme, from something like "sprout an avocado pit" to "build a forest cabin from scratch" all with the same single page of instructions. I was just looking over "understand the language of crows" when I realized it was time for me to get to my dinner break.
I grabbed my camera and headed out to the swamp. The birds don't let me get close, and nearly everything is dead, but it is Spring now and a few ambitious trees have begun sprouting. Also I discovered some pretty lichens.
While I was photographing those I heard a crow call. It called again.
And again.
Do you want to know what it was saying?
Yeah, me too.
What a lichen and crow photo. So exacting and so thrillingly moody. I think you have captured what the crow says well enough. Shelve the book, Feldenstein, and never pick it up again!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteI will do as you say and shelve the book away! I mean, unless I need to whip up a forest cabin later this week.