A Murder of Crows 3
Tuesday, November 8th, 2016
Blues and violets and soft lavenders glow against the rich black of the tree and crows, the sky softly textured as if with a mist that’s parted to display the shining moon in all her glory.
Nine dark crows are coming to roost in the sparse winter tree, its branches ravaged by some accident of the past, lightning or storm or some other act of man or nature.
A full moon brings clarity and insight with it, shining its light into all the branching processes of your decisions and thoughts.
Above, you can see the blue midnight sky, glowing violet moon, and deep black of the twisty tree and gathered birds. Below, it’s in a temporary frame, just waiting to fly to its new roost.