Crows In The Snow











I have always had a thing for crows. Could come from when I was young and my father shot one. So I immediately freaked, made him climb down the hill and get it. It was still alive, so I intended to care for it, the only other thing I remember is it pooped on my shirt. Ah, childhood memories.....

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