One of those strange collective names for creatures--a Murder of crows.
But this year we have so many crows over our Cheshire neighborhood, I can't figure it out.
I saw 17 sky-born at one time the other day.
They don't land in our yard, but sit in the trees and caw from dawn to dusk everyday.
We've lived here almost 30 years and I've never seen anything like it.
A Murder of crows.
What are they up to?
Murder?
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