Crow Planet

They are everywhere, and late in the afternoon their noise overwhelms. It's as if black umbrellas are being open and shut all across the sky, as if these crows—so wild, so raucous, so seemingly undecided about their branch on the tree—are simply not going to put up with us humans any longer. They come in force. They rule.

This afternoon, working on client stories, I could hardly think past their sound.

Finally, I picked up my camera, leaned out of my office door and snapped this shot. Then ...