As The Crows Fly
Every evening around quarter after five the sky fills with crows. They're traveling heading South for some reason. I was out trying to take a photograph for Priests of Leisure, when all of a sudden I was right underneath them. I wish it hadn't been so cloudy. The sunset is usually magnificent at that time. I would have loved to have gotten them with some fiery clouds behind them. Ah well. Maybe another time.