A Murder Most Fowl

I tried taking pictures of the crows that roost on campus at night, but to say they turned out worse than desired would be an understatement.  (And those are the best two, after cropping and other adjustments.)  I blame it on the fact that my batteries were dying between pictures (forcing me to constantly turn the camera back on after each shot), and that I got there about 15-30 minutes too late (those pictures linked have the contrast and colours adjusted so that they don't merely look like a single dark-blue rectangle).  I'm going to try again tomorrow when it's brighter, as well as fiddling with my camera settings some (and hopefully I'll remember to turn off the flash this time).

I also discovered that crows don't like having their pictures taken;  immediately after the shutter went, the birds in the second shot all took off en masse, with enough noise to drown out even my headphones.

On the other hand, I did end up with an unintentional picture of my breath.  If I really wanted to have fun I'd post that to ghost-photography sites as an example of ecto-plasm.