Tuesday, March 3, 2015

March 3. Day 62. As the crow flies

Crows. They have something to crow about and it is nothing to do with the completely annoying sound they make. I love crows because of their unparallelled desire to get food and their refusal to let anything come between them and their next feed. Look at this bloke. Busy West End street. Road kill that just reinforces how dangerous the road is and a crow who couldn't care less. I see food. I eat food. That's a crow's life for you. It's pretty much my motto too. Never eat more than you can carry. A completely annoying noise frequently comes out of my mouth too - especially if I haven't eater. Ask my family.

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