Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Love

Wasn't sure what to call this post. I was touched by the way this nicely-dressed man and lady were crossing the street. She seemed so concerned that the light would change mid-street, and he was gallantly and confidently escorting her to the other side.

IT'S HIS 'CAW'

I had never seen a hooded crow until I moved to Europe, way back in the early 70s. Where I grew up in the US, we only had the black kind. Du...