Day 362: Standing apart in the pasture, a solitary maple is a favored gathering place for the local crows. From it, they can keep an eye on Clyde's place and mine as well as another neighbor's yard where handouts are frequently dispensed. In the winter months when the leaves have fallen, it's not uncommon to see several dozen sharp black silhouettes perched among the limbs, and it only takes one "Caw-caw-caw!" from me to lift them into the air and toward the crow board in anticipation of breakfast.
This image was created from a color photo which was tonemapped and rendered into infrared.
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