I took these pictures the other morning. Around this time of year, these orange flowers grow on the trees outside our windows. I watch the black crows eat out of them. I once saw an episode of the Real World where the guy said a black crow symbolizes death. I try to forget about that when I see them outside my window. I also got a pair of binoculars at the Alameda flea market. Sometimes I use them to look at the people sitting on the bench. I once saw a guy smoking a J and then I was on the bus later that day and he was in the seat in front of me. I try not to make a habit of it because I feel like I’m creep’n when I do. While I’m not a morning person esp. during Monday-Friday, the views that come with my room never get old. I am one lucky mofo and I will post more pics when I am finished decorating.