The Hooded Crow
I am in joy everytime I learn and see a new species of bird
A hooded crow, were the crows we saw in great numbers in Stockholm. On the last few days of our travels there, and I was becoming sad in spirit that we had to leave it eventually.
These plump guys raised my spirits high.
What crow has a second color to their plumage?
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