Well fed Lowry’s

Started proper snowing this morning.
I cowered in the warmth of the apartment with my “cup of joe” staring out the window mesmerised by the volume and size of the falling flakes.
I suddenly caught sight of some crows flying high through the gentle blizzard. Part of the tapestry of life is thinking about ridiculous questions that can’t or won’t be answered. On seeing the crows I wondered, I can barely see to walk in this weather, how do crows fly in this weather? ..... ?