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This morning I heard some birds going nuts outside. When I went out to the patio to check it out, I saw five crows sitting on one tree. They were squawking about a dead pigeon on the lawn. Most of the crows left to go do whatever it is crows do, but this one stayed so I could take its photo. How nice of him.

This photo was taken for of the 30 Tiny Moments group on Flickr.

Here, have some kiwi.

Doow sucked me into another photo thing. She’s always doing stuff like that. But her ideas are so good, I must be a part of them. This time it’s 30 Tiny Moments on Flickr. I couldn’t leave doow out there all alone in a sea of toddler photos, so I will be posting photos for 30 days. Warning: there may be cats.

Here is Day One, taken at Hakone Gardens in the bamboo.

It’s been a long day and I’m very sleepy. So all I can muster is a sentence or two and this photo:

I’m tired. It’s 11:30 pm and we just got home from a surprise birthday party in San Francisco. We were at a wine bar that was overly packed and overpriced. The food was oversalted. But it was for a surprise 40th birthday party so we (really I) took the high road. It was fun, I just wish it wasn’t on a weeknight. I don’t do well with the going out on weeknights. Now we’re home and I am in sweats and a Flickr t-shirt, watching LOST. Also, I must post today, to make my NaBloPoMo deadline. Do you see how dedicated I am?

Before I go, I have to tell you a Desmond story. Yes. It’s about my cat. Kitten, actually.

Every morning, while I’m in the shower, Desmond sits outside the curtain on the bathmat, meowing. Today though, I didn’t hear him, so I peeked out from the shower to see if he was there. He wasn’t on the bathmat, but he was walking out of the bathroom, carrying my chonies in his mouth, as if he had just caught his prey for the morning.

After my shower, I found him in the living room flinging and flailing my underwear about, and generally attacking my Victoria’s Secret boyshorts. Well, I just had to grab a photo of this! So I took the hunted underwear, put it back in the bathroom and sat with my camera in my lap as I waited for the fierce predator to return. The little perv returned and absconded with my undies again. See the little perv?

Om.