Perhaps it’s the time of the year, but the crows have become so active and animated here. They have been chasing hawks. They gather in groups (“murders”)  and feed on something in the grass. They’ve been dancing together in the air between the house and the barn lately, and occasionally I can capture them with a photo.

I can see how they have been labeled mysterious, evil, black… and so beautiful. All of the time, they seem intent in their purpose, not relaxed. And all of the time, they are graceful.