The skies turned dark and gray this morning and rain gradually turned into snow, a wet snow with large flakes that quickly covered the ground. It snowed hard for an hour or so, but the snow clouds eventually blew away and sunshine arrived to destroy all of evidence of the snowfall.
As the snow was falling, however, I went walking through the neighborhood with an umbrella in one hand and my camera in the other. Wondering if I would see any birds (I had visions of brightly-colored cardinals on pine branches against a backdrop of snow), I heard the unmistakable sound of a crow. It wasn’t hard to locate him and as I was focusing on him he took off. Mainly on instinct, I snapped a photo and got an interesting photo.
It’s a moody, dark photo that is perhaps a little ominous. The crow seems to be a perfect match for the rest of the elements of the scene.
I’ll have to wait for another time for photos of beautiful birds in the sunshine with glistening snow.
Crow in the snow
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Mike Powell 
it’s not a raven, but it would be a good illustration for that story by Edgar Allen Poe.
Cool photo! You capture things well. I envy you your sense of composition.
Thanks, Michael. For whatever reason, I seem to have an awful lot of good fortune. CIndy thinks that the sense of composition is something I already had before she started training me. We need to go shooting sometime.