Last week we were returning home when we saw a small truck in front of us. It was an open truck with baskets stacked with fish. They were being taken to the market. I saw a crow flying above the truck. It suddenly swooped down, grabbed a fish in its beak and flew away. I was fascinated and amused.
“Baskets of fresh fish
Stacked high in the open truck,
Fuel for the crow.
It swooped down to grab one fish
Enough to sate its hunger.”
( I was busy watching the crow, I did not even think of taking a photo and I don’t think I would have been fast enough 🙂 )