Crows the size of Chihuahuas circled our neighborhood all day. They distracted the poodle on her walk. They distracted me while I tried to read. When one landed on the roof he sounded like a full grown man walking around up there. His claws crunched across the snow until he peered over the edge and into our bedroom window.

I think it’s a sign. This neighborhood is no longer ours. The poodle knows it too:

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She’s a brave little bird.

Also – that reminds me – did I mention we’re buying a house? A house. A wedding. Maybe even a real life garden.

2013 is going to be a big year for us. Stay tuned.

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