Crow watching

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over the park, a she strolled leisurely along the winding path, her dogs trotting happily by her side. The gentle rustle of leaves accompanied their steps, while the air was filled with the soft cawing of crows perched on nearby branches. She paused for a moment, captivated by the sight of the crows as they flitted gracefully from tree to tree. Some of them was jumping on the grass playing with each other. Their glossy black feathers shimmering in the fading light.

With a smile, she watched them interact, feeling a sense of peace in the simple beauty of the moment, surrounded by nature and the joyful energy of her furry companions.