Confrontation

Walking with the pugs this morning I noticed the bird tracks in the silt like dirt by the side of the road.

Kathy and I were enjoying a Sherlock Holmes-ish head trip on what bird might have made the tracks. We decided it must have been crows.

I was trying to follow individual tracks when possible to get a feel for how far that particular bird walked along the road.

The apparent confrontation that I found while following one set of tracks brought a smile to my face.