Woven through with crows

Late this afternoon the setting sun lit up the trees behind my house. It's hard to see them in this photo, but as I looked up through the branches, wave after wave of crows passed over as the birds headed to their nightly roost (if you look closely, you can make out at least four blurry crows, but there must have been close to 100 flying over).

 

sunset painted trees

bronze threads woven together

by black crow stitches