It didn’t work out as planned: for Tree Year, instead of coffee and sweeties after lunch, I wanted to go see a tree and take photos and write about it. I was able to watch the seasons on that big linden tree from the terrace of our cantina though, not much more. But that’s how I noticed the crows building a nest. I was never sure if they really raised any chicks. Probably not, otherwise I would have seen the adults feeding and the chicks calling. But anyhow, without the leaves one can still see the nest. It looks pretty impressive.