Crows, con't

3:30 again like clockwork. At first it's just a few and then suddenly the trees are full. I drove down behind the building to get a different vantage point and while I was taking pictures a train pulled in slowly to the switching station. The engineer and I waved to each other as he got close and he gave the whistle a tap, startling the birds into flight. He grinned and mouthed the words "stupid crows" and just kept rolling by. It was surreal - like those perfects moments usually are when you realize you're in one.