The crows were strutting the mudflats
then all of a sudden
they flew over us to the skeleton trees.
What a cacophony they made!
For a second I thought it might be me
but they see me every day.
I knew there must be a reason for such a brouhaha.
Have you ever seen crows pestering an eagle in the skies?
An eagle was surely around.
and there he was much lower in the trees.
Meanwhile this little family paddled serenely on the basin.