Crow or raven?
This guy met me in the parking lot. If I had thought about it at the time, I would have decided if he was a crow or a raven. A raven, I think, but a small one. I was at the Grove of the Patriarchs for a short hike while traveling to the coast.
When I drove off, he followed me.
Or led me.
He swooped in front of the car, over the car, behind the car.
I have a stalker.
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