Murder: of Crows.

It's a chilly, grey day. My favorite kind of day. When I look outside it's like I'm seeing a giant fuzzy blanket that's been wrapped around the earth. The sky is low, and everything is desaturated. We're moving soon, and Chris reminded me today that we'll only be in this 6th floor space for another couple weeks.

It's a bittersweet feeling. Change is good, and it's great to think about what is to come when we move into the new place! Still, I'll miss the view. It really is something special.

As I was glancing over my shoulder, I noticed something moving out of the corner of my eye. A HUGE murder of crows was flying past our window for what seemed like an eternity. I've been seeing them perch by the Minneapolis College of Art & Design. Looking like black leaves on the trees. Thousands of them. Just waiting for something.



I apologize for the orientation of this video, but I thought you had to see it. I caught the last couple seconds of this flock -- its crazy. Put you your bifocals and peer in really close to experience the magic. I love these gray winter days.