First in this week…
Photo by Sue Vincent
“A group of crows is called a murder, who know.”
Melanie had an odd glint in her eye as she watched the large flock swirl around us. The big black birds were gibbering, as if speaking to each other in their own secret language.
“Yes, I’ve heard that,” I said. “Do they know something that we don’t?”
Melanie laughed. “Of course they do. Can’t you hear them whisper their threats and spells?”
“Whisper? That racket is anything but whispering.”
She just smiled at me.
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Thanks Sue! I was sorry I couldn’t participate in last week’s prompt since it was so interesting, but I’m sure this one will bring out a lot of good stories too.
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I hope so. It is a bit of a departure from landscape shots 🙂
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