The crows were out in force this morning seeking breakfast. They were urgent and demanding -- daring. Coming closer and closer to the open, yawning doorway begging fresh air in the heavy, rain threatening dawn. The crows flocked in. An unseemly coven of black feathers dotting the ground and working in unison to gain the limited supply of bread crumbs and crackers. Some pecking, some watching and others chasing squirrels from the feast.
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