So as one would expect, given the large raven tattoo I got earlier in the year, I’ve been actively trying to figure out how to befriend their crow brethren who frequent our neighborhood each morning and evening. They pass through in droves, from some unknown place likely in Kent or Tukwila to head north for the day, assumedly going to work.

Our commutes intersect and lately I’ve been carrying along a nut sack filled with peanuts. They love these. They’ll be cruising along and just radically change flight paths, fully tucking wings in some cases to drop down onto their free, protein rich meal. It’s really quite fun to make these silhouettes of the sky dance about.

Now if only I could get this umbrella to help me fly down to the office instead of just sheltering me from the freshly returned rain. Chim chimney.

update
Apparently the song isn’t “toppins” at all … rather it’s “tupence” which was shorthand for two pence. Thanks Bev!