While riding through Kent, Connecticut I spotted a murder of crows perched on a rail. They’re bronze sculptures by the artist Peter Woytuk. Aren’t they lovely?
While I was standing there taking pictures, a guy on a scooter came whipping up into the grass by me and we chatted for a few minutes. He seemed happy-go-lucky. Some people are infectious with their smile, their joy. He was like that – glad to be alive and talking to some stranger staring a big bronze crows.
I’m not especially fond of birds but strangely enough, I don’t mind crows. They seem like jokers – always laughing. It’s said that they’re incredibly intelligent, use tools, and can even remember people’s faces. Pretty amazing, huh? No doubt, I will be amazed the next time I see a crow using a screwdriver.