Until the crow landed on his back, and he gave a muffled gasp.

The crow landed on his hand and began to eat.

A crow flapped by and landed in a pecan tree.

A crow had landed, and stood there blinking suspiciously at them.

A white crow landed on the crossbar of the standard, cawed down at me.

Farther away, a crow landed on the lawn and cried raucously.

During the shot, a crow landed but did not eat anything.

A crow landed in the roadway, twenty yards ahead of the car, and seemed to challenge its further progress.

A crow landed high up in a barren tree, against the face of what passed for a sun in that place.

Then, of course, the white crow swooped and landed on my shoulder.