I know i haven't introduced the adolescent crows yet, but here is a photo so you can see just how creepy they are. I hear snatches of Poe's raven poem each time i see them. I call them "adolescent" because they are particularly susceptible to dares. Daily they egg each other on, to attempt landings on slanted tin roofs. Ever been woken by some loud, startling noise, the kind that makes your heart jump, adrenaline rush through your body? Well these icky birds do that to us. They literally CRASH into the tin corrugated metal roof and try to hold on for dear life as their nails screech downward (nails on the chalk board anyone??) until at the last possible moment before plummeting off the roof they fly away. I am looking into building a potato gun so i can shoot them. Seriously.
Just a neat pic from a day at the football field. As you can see, no shoes, no personal bubbles, just kids hanging out together, watching the game (or "match" as we say here)
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