change

I'm at my parent's house this week, and this is happening....

And it's making me a little sad.
Growing up here, we had a huge walnut orchard behind our house. Sometimes we would play back there, but not too often because the owner was a mean old woman who had eagle eyes for us kids going onto the property. So there it sat, the land...with lots of crows. That was that. But now it's being developed into a housing development, and I don't really mind, but it's sad. It's a change. It's the end. And to tell the truth, I'm going to miss the crows.