Find the flake. First flurry ride, but those buggers are hard to catch on camera!
I fired two shots, then moved closer to get a better one. But right before I fired the third, the damn snowman’s head fell off rather dramatically. These ride by shootings are more powerful than I thought.
Other shots taken next to Fort Greene park.
The new herd member approaches, showing its rump in a clear sign of submission. Before long, it is accepted into the group and life resumes on the plains.
(New bike. Called it Precious)
