Crows scavenge for scraps.
Full skip awaits collection;
garbage crawls with ants.
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Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Crows scavenge for scraps.
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Looks like spring cleaning, Sarah. Only you can turn a full dumpster into poetry!
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Hee, hee, Naomi :-). It’s my poetic answer to realist art!
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Crows gotta eat 🙂
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I love crows, despite all the portents attached to them in mythology.
They were having such a feast on that skip, they didn’t even notice me creeping up really close, holding my dog on the leash with one hand and my camera in the other.
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One not so good thing about summer – full, stinky bins 😉
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It’s too cold here, for anything to stink D:
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You can be lucky – here, in high summer, the skip stinks to high heavens!!
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I’m not a big fan of birds but I do love crows.
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Well, then, I guess that Alfred Hitcock’s film of Daphne du Maurier’s novel “The Birds” must be your favourite 😉
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