A Crocodile Of Sparrows

This morning I was talking with a certain eminent blipster on the phone --with a decent connection, no less. I was describing the still, cool air, the bright, cloudless sky, and the minor street repairs underway on the avenue.

Then I noticed a mob of small children coming my way, so I took out the camera with one hand and kept describing the scene. I didn't know that the rope they're all dangling from is called a "crocodile." The term fits well enough, but the creatures holding the loops reminded me of sparrows.

I suppose we could just call them crocodile toes.