ThoughtMonster

I looked out of my bedroom window this morning, up high, over the fields. A Buzzard was out there gliding with full span, queen of the sky to my untrained eye. Swooping and rising she seemed peerless…untouchable. A moment passed and then the mocking began. Working closely together two crows began to harass and dive bomb the once proud hunter and they succeeded in driving her away. The mighty had fallen, royalty was forced to give way to the common flock. I had to turn and look away.