False Knees by Joshua Barkman for June 29, 2020

I really like this strip.

Aw, go wind up your wind someplace else, you old crow!

I was morning

flashing

then noon

at rest

now I am

a disturbed leaf

a whirling silence

(a hummingbird

was here

is gone)

They are very playful, there was one oung crow at night on our skylight trying to collect with his beak colourful disco led lights reflecting fom my radio speakers. Must hâve seen their reflexions on the glass

Crows are nature’s ninja. Just watch out for the throwing stars. Or the “plops” as other people call them.

Caw of the wild…

Mariah, I presume? Please to meet you.

That last frame though. beautiful.

Mysterious as ever.

Sure you are.

Well, hello then, Wind! They call me the Breeze.

Float like a butterfly … :)

Raven, nevermore?

More power to him, but the hopping, fumbling corvids hanging about my place are hardly ninja material.