Unlucky number?

Another slow walk this morning as I continue to recuperate.

Thirteen crows.

Thirteen…

And the skies just a wee bit ominous.

Didn’t take a lot of photos as I’m still pretty low energy.

Only one of the flower photos was in focus.

And on top of the thieving bastard, we also crossed paths with … a black cat!

Dum dum dum!

Fortunately, we survived the encounter, and I was able to partake of my morning coffee ritual.

All of my Yeti gear was obtained for free as a result of my job. So, not free, really…

 

Mourning coffee ritual

Six crows this morning.

First, just one, but then the others came.

Photo fails to capture the tunnel effect of seeing this crow through the leaves, but I thought heart of darkness in the moment.

That last one segues quite nicely into my poor man’s sunrise shots:

Plus some flowers:

And a literal scaredy cat:

Finally, home to my morning coffee ritual:

Oh no!

Is it empty or filled to the rim? Only the Shadow knows…