A murder of crows

Clicking the pics should be easy today, unless of course you can't stand crows.

Looking like something out of an Alfred Hitchcock horror movie is this murder of crows... And yes a bunch of crows together is called a "murder", not sure why. If it were up to me I would've called a bunch of crows an "annoyance," it makes a lot more sense to call them an annoyance of crows, especially when they wake me up at dawn with their ruckus.

The weather changed drastically today, and the high only got up to the mid-50s, which is a pretty serious drop from the 80s and 90s we've been having. But by Monday, it's predicted to be about 90° again. But at least I got to enjoy a couple of nights of the mid-40s, which I consider excellent sleeping weather, and a big improvement over the high 50s it's been for the last few weeks.

It rained off and on almost all day today, and since it was pretty chilly, I mostly stayed inside. However, I sure will be glad when it's chilly every day. Living without air conditioning, like I do while in Denver, can be fairly difficult to stay cool sometimes when it's hot, but when it's chilly, I can put on a jacket, and I'm comfortable.

But I can put up with almost any weather as long as it's cool at night when I go to bed; memories of living in Miami and tossing and turning, trying to sleep in a bed while laying in a pool of sweat due to the heat and 99.9% humidity is hard to get out of your mind once experienced.

My grandson's birthday is next week, and I think we're doing the same thing we did last time; there will be a weekend party for him and his friends. And on his actual birthday, it will just be a family gathering. All those parties certainly add up to a lot of birthday presents, and it also adds up to many birthday parties he gets invited to where birthday presents have to be given. So it ends up being a never-ending cycle of weekend birthday parties and presents bought until school is out... I think some parents somewhere should stand up and say; enough is enough and break this endless party cycle.

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 I told everyone I didn't have any more real pictures, and now I'm having to take pictures of Crows. Maybe I could pretend there Sandhill Cranes, I like taking pictures of Sandhill Cranes.

This five foot tall Sandhill Crane perched in a neighbor's tree is resplendent with shiny gray feathers and a bright red head, and is probably on his way south heading for a stopover in southern Colorado, and then wintering in southern New Mexico or southern Arizona..... Naw, it's not working. I've never seen a Sandhill Crane perched in a tree, it would probably break the limb.