i witnessed a very haunting (and magical) thing the other day.
so, i was walking home along morley and heard this very loud commotion. when i looked up there was a large group of crows making a closely gathered ring in the trees above. there was a deafening combination of sad mournful sounds and piercing cries while the birds fidgeted in the branches of the trees above the street.
then i looked directly down below the circle i saw a dead crow that had very recently been hit by a car.
i literally froze in my tracks and took in the moment. it was beautiful in a strange way.
then the other day around remembrance day, curtis, rowan and i walked the same route and we noticed the crow had been moved to the side of the street.
someone had placed a little poppy beside it.