A Murder of Crows Baby Onesie

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The term “murder of crows” mostly reflects a time when groupings of many animals had colorful and poetic names. Other odd examples of “group” names include: an ostentation of peacocks, a parliament of owls, a knot frogs, and a skulk of foxes...not to mention a whack of weasels. (OK, I made that up, just seeing if you read this far.)

Crows are members of the Corvidae family, which also includes ravens, magpies, and blue jays. Loud, rambunctious, and very intelligent, crows are most often associated with a long history of fear and loathing. They are considered pests by farmers trying to protect their crops and seedlings. Many people fear them simply because of their black feathers, which are often associating them with death.

Crows are undeniably intelligent, however they cannot sing worth a damn.

As a kid I was fascinated with photographs. Look, Life magazine. National Geographic. That well-captured interplay of light and shadow...the notion of people, places and moments - all suspended in time. My first "real" camera was a Minolta Srt101. I was seduced. As a teenager, I learned how to develop film while working at Wyle Laboratories in El Segundo, and I still recall the smell of the developer...my eyes adjusting to the red filter light...and the sheer magic and delight of watching images begin to emerge. Life, family and a career as a teacher and psychologist intervened, not to mention a few more film cameras. Eventually, there was digital. Hah! Liberation! Photography is the creative medium that allows me to share...