Amidst the crafting and the thrifting for Frippery's show schedule I managed to rummage through the Halloween bins in the garage.
As I said before I am keeping it simple.
Just a murder of crows amongst the silver and black.
An unkindness of ravens gathering at the typewriter.
Perhaps waiting for E.A. Poe to tap out a few lines?
A building of rooks looking for a morsel or two dropped at dinner?
A murmuration of starlings waiting to swoop upon an unsuspecting diner?
Here's hoping this flock stays put through the creepy season!
Yours in subtle scares, P.