Crows squawked raucously in the trees. It sounded like they were tearing something apart, something they didn’t even want, just for the fun of destroying it.” Janet Fitch
A small portion of the dark intruders on high. A hundred plus spread about the neighborhood holding a loud concert of cawing for sometime, before moving on.
A murder of crows murdering my peace and quiet!
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