Crows in the tree

Crow perched on a branch bare branch opposite me. Looking around, beak open. Every now and then, a caw. Finally, another one comes swooping in, lands on same branch facing same direction. Sidles over until he’s right next to the first one. Now they’re both standing there with their beaks open. No more caws. I’d wonder what they’re thinking, but they’re birds.

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