A lone grey crow perched on the salt-sprayed pier, watching the returning fishermen.

The sailors climbed the crow's nests to scan the horizon for signs of land.

A jungle crow landed on the rooftop and eyed the fishermen's catch with keen interest.

A water crow plunged into the rocky stream and emerged with a small insect clutched in its beak.

We spent the afternoon exploring the tidal pools and walking trails at Crow Point in Hingham, Massachusetts, United States.

Her crow-trodden eyes softened as she watched the children play.

A midden crow hopped from the compost heap to the garden gate, eyeing the scraps left by the family.

Local folklore warned travelers that the remote village was full of crow-eaters who practiced strange traditions.

A Royston crow alighted on the harbor rail, its grey and black plumage catching the sunlight.

A lone scald-crow landed on the pier, watching the fishermen untangle their nets.