Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Friday, 24 April 2015
A murder of crows in the park
I have decided to publish this picture partially because I wanted to use (again and I may add shamelessly) this expression, which I absolutely love. It is also and mainly because I wanted to share this picture. I took it a two weeks ago in a nearby park, on a cold Saturday of April, when we went to see my wife's friend who was there with her grandson, her daughter (Buffy's owner) and a friend of her daughter. It was sunny but there was a chilling wind that made it borderline freezing. The crows were in the middle of the park, walking there, indifferent to us, as if they were dominating the place. I thought it was beautiful and atmospheric.