Everyday this winter in late afternoon hundreds and hundreds of crows fly over my house on their way back to their communal roost in Minneapolis. Many thousands roost there where safety in numbers allows most to survive predators like Great Horned Owls.
The lighting is usually poor, but it is a great opportunity to try to photograph them as they pass by at full speed, talking to each other.
They often have little bits of something in their mouth, like this one has. Perhaps a midnight snack.
These crows spread out every morning in every direction from downtown Minneapolis to forage for French Fries and other suburban food, then return at dusk for the night.
But very soon now they will break up into pairs or family groups to set up territories in our back yards and begin building nests for this year's young.