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[caption id="attachment_6469" align="alignnone" width="497"] Click the image of the thieving crow to go to the site I stole it from.[/caption]

I went back out binning for returnable cans and bottles yesterday, after I blogged the crow photos, explaining how the darn crow had cost me a whole nickel -- I'd been so intent on photographing it, I hadn't noticed it was perched on a returnable juice box.

I binned straight (as the crow flies) in the direction of the construction dumpster where I'd taken the crow pics, a good seven or eight hours earlier. The one litre juice box was still there. Under it, and around it, in garbage bags, was another five or six dollars in beer bottles, and beer cans. Who knows how long some or all of that was there before I showed up in the afternoon. It was amazing that it was still there in the evening. Just a few feet from the construction dumpster there's a city blue bin set for recyclable containers, and paper, meaning many binners would've checked the blue bins through the day. Anyway, lucky me.

[caption id="attachment_6471" align="alignright" width="180"] The nickel the "crow" gave Karen. That's right. I got the juice box, and the nickel.[/caption]

And this morning, my friend Karen gave me a nickel. She told me a crow had given it to her to give to me, because -- you know -- it felt so guilty. Ha, a crow feeling guilty. As if!

Thank you Karen. Yesterday was Thanksgiving in Canada. I'm mindful of how much I have to be thankful for -- good friends, a good city, even good strangers, such as the couple who gave me a tub of stuffing with rice last night -- okay, that was a bit weird; I was sure there was going to be some turkey, but it was stuffing, all the way down. Good stuffing too. Thanks again, everyone.