fine feathered fiends —dive-bombing crows
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I hope the local baby crows get flying soon, before I lose my head, one way or the other to their overprotective parents. Apparently my photo is on the crows' "most wanted" bulletin board.
I’ve taken to leaving home under an open umbrella; so far, the disguise is working. I’m getting a few strange looks when it’s 70 and sunny, but that’s a small price to pay.
2 comments:
I've read that crows have very long memories!
oh, faaaabulous.... I may have to leave town! :)
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