The weather today was unusually — and unnaturally — warm for January. Snowbanks melted, ditches filled with water, streams rose in the woods. Taking advantage of the dry pavement, I drove out to the main post office to renew my passport, went to the grocery store, and drove up to campus to get folders of course material that I needed. Campus was quiet — students don't come back for another week. The paved walkways at school, normally covered this time of year with hard-packed snow and ice, were decorated instead with bird droppings, in patterns that looked to me like the birds were trying to be artistic.
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Cool photo, jo(e). Those damned creative birds. Looks much better on the sidewalk than on my windshield.
Kind of Abstract Expressionist--like Jackson Pollock?
I walked through that area the other day... I have to say the artwork has a certain distinctive fragrance to it. Crows are pretty smart, though. I'll subscribe to the art theory.
Yep, if Jackson Pollack had been a Paleolithic bird, this would have been what we found on the floors of Lasceaux.
Had you not pointed it out, it could almost be on the wall of a local beatnik coffee shop...almost.
I love that you are the kind of person who takes a photo of bird poop- because it's beautiful.
Fantastic! Isn't it great to suddenly see art where you didn't expect it?
You are so delightful you make my heart skip around its inner garden.
It's either art or the birds miss the snow and are trying to give the illusion.
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