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[Untitled] Inside photographs are the only kind I wanted to take today, with the ultra slippery glare ice. These apples and pumpkin managed to cheer me up anyway.
"Crows of Powderhorn" The crows have been in rare form this winter. Maybe I have a short memory, but I do not recall them being so vociferous last winter. This afternoon I watched as herds of crows grazed in the park, and took turns to watch from trees for danger. I heard them make a cooing type of sound to warn of a predator (one that I couldn't see). Eventually, I watched as three crows chased a predator bird (hawk or falcon) over my head and across Bloomington Ave away from the park. They are like a little mafia! I chose this particular photograph because I love the contrast of the black against the bright, white snow. When I look at him, I cannot help but be drawn in to the glint in his black eye.
"Jack"