John, lots of nice new haiku now that you are back. I won't comment on them all. But I enjoyed reading them all. This one stands out for me. It has a playful, yet sinister tone. And it is a sight I can certainly relate to. A murder of crows followed me on a walk yesterday. They'd caw at me. I'd talk back. They'd fly up ahead and caw at me. I'd talk back. It was very strange ... but marvelous at the same time.