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How To Begin The Day

Crow

As I sat down at my desk to begin work this morning I looked out the window and was taken with the scene outside. The sky was a crisp, clear blue colour with a few cotton wool clouds drifting gently. The clouds were tinged pink by the sunrise, as was the frost on the rooftop opposite and there was a slightly unreal feeling to it all, as if I had arrived a little too early and the Dreamworld was still at play.

Crow was perched atop the Skeleton Tree carking cantankerously, unfolding and folding his rather tattered longcoat and watching over his kingdom with a beady eye or two. As he and I took in the winter colours and textures a noisy magpie flew down and landed on the top lip of a sloping shed roof and proceeded to slip and slide as the layer of frost carried him to the bottom edge, feet grappling for a hold in true slapstick fashion.

I am positive I saw Crow snigger.