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Happy, happy Friday !
Your strong haiku reminds me of this news story back from when I was living in Alaska: http://www.adn.com/2009/11/18/1018159/fairbanks-ravens-seem-to-mourn.html
the Beatles song came back into my head when I looked at this great photo,,, and lovely haiku.,
cheers,
joanny
Nice to have you back. Please if you have a chance, look back at some of my original photos from New Mexico, (there are a number of posts) especially the aspens and the one on the Rio Grande with Baca's poem. I would like to know what you think. Thanks.
Noelle
I like your haiku
I love your humour!
Sue x
And, “birds on a wire” – wouldn’t Birds on a Wire make a great title for a film?
All the best, Boonie
Rebecca - I miss your smiling face.
Alan (and Leslie) - thanks. Crows (and ravens) fascinate me. They're usually so raucous, but in this instance, they were just conversing.
Jeannie - do you think they hid the weapons of mass destruction?
Stephanie - More of Mexico to come.
Kim - don't you love Haiku My Heart Fridays and getting to see what everyone does?
ControllingaSpicyUniverse: thanks for the link.
Ms Pie: it was a wonderful place to grow up and I still love it.
Terena: Me too!
Boonie and FoxySue: Thanks.
Noelle: I left you some comments.