My mother is an artist. One evening, when she was out in the city, she saw a murder of crows flock to Loring Park. She was so taken by this event, she asked me to take some photographs for her to paint from. So on a cold day in January, I walked around the park and took photographs in daylight, twilight, and dusk. I wasn't prepared for the shift in weather, as just a day before, it had reached nearly 40 degrees. But this day, it was in the teens, which is much more typical for January in Minnesota. When it was dark, I was photographing right from my car, as it was freezing outside. The wind and cold were making my fingers refuse to click the shutter, so in my car I went, blasting the heater. Frantically warming my fingers, yet patiently waiting for the moment, I sat. Then I heard them. They were coming from many directions, and cawing loudly. Now I was snapping pictures left and right, literally. It was a truly amazing sight that lasted for about an hour.
I will post more literal pictures of the crows flocking soon. I also hope to share my mom's paintings once she finishes them up.
How has nature amazed you lately?
