Even crows have moments of repose. Or relative repose, as when they are doing the sort of non-flight things less-reactive birds do, such as finding insects in lawns or under railings, perching motionless on branches, standing benignly in flower gardens, or coexisting with feeding eagles. But even in relative repose they seem to be contemplating risks and benefits and assessing possible threats; they remain ready to pivot into alert mode at a moment's notice, into hurling imprecations and, probably, crow insults, and into confronting anyone within range of insults.
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They remain watchful, seemingly distrustful, of humans. Their dark eyes study and assess us, perhaps judging us.
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They are always ready to harangue and complain.
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After a lifetime of mainly expressing myself with words, my postings here will mainly rely on images. They will speak for themselves to some extent, but I'll usually add a few comments of explanation. I've taken photographs for decades, since the 1950's, inspired in part by my father's photographic skill. Four years of photo assignments and quality darkroom time eventually gave way to decades of casual and family picture-taking. I re-immersed myself when I left film and turned to digital.