Armored car guards picking up a deposit from a nearby restaurant.
A wasp nest high up in a tree across the way.
A group of very loud, very official (possibly even Presidential?)-looking helicopters.
A large group of children playing a swimming-pool-free variation of Marco Polo in a nearby courtyard.
Workmen using our balcony as a staging area for repair work on a balcony a few floors above.
A very flattened blue-striped work glove, obviously run over multiple times.
Crows, or maybe ravens? I don’t know which but I would like to because sometimes they quite companionably hang out on our balcony railing and I feel it’s rather rude not to know their proper name. I’ll try to get a picture and then maybe you can help. Continue reading
Angele McQuade 