The crow was having a bath in a puddle, after a breakfast of freshly dug worms.
The rain had brought all sorts of precious gifts.
“It doesn’t get better than this “, she thought, while polishing the glossy black feathers with her beak.
Then stretched her wings and flew off, “lunchtime!”
Mini sagas are short, self-contained stories, of exactly 50 words. I’m using them as a way to practise storytelling. Sometimes inspired by a photograph, other times they are the inspiration for images, to complement the stories.