Outside my window a crow in a tree is making a ruckus pushing a twig to and fro. When it breaks off the bird holds it aloft in its beak and eyes it critically.
Not satisfied the crow drops the twig and goes through the process again. This time the stick meets with approval. Fluttering to the ground the crow struts around with the stick in its beak. The worm hunt is on.
The clever crow
creates the perfect tool
– I am humbled
Jane Goodall: On Hope | earthweal
For your challenge: let’s contemplate the world around us, in our various places on the planet.