Our search for these birds is now bordering on the obsessive. When we look for them we can never find them, and when we spot them we never have a camera ready. My daughter is in on the search with me. Equally fanatical, she pursues each flitting shadow with a zoom lens.
Once in a while I’ll see one that likes to sit up on top of a lamp post, seeking out morsels to eat. He’s very observant, doesn’t miss a thing.
I don’t think I have ever really considered how ubiquitous these animals are; perhaps because they are everywhere we don’t pay attention to them, but aren’t they just like the wolves or coyotes of the sky? They’re really serious scavenging animals. Some of them get really big, like the four footer we saw a couple of days ago in the park.
I’ve learned that the raven is probably the most intelligent bird, that it can fly upside down, do rolls and somersaults in the air, and likes to steal sheep’s wool for nest lining.Â
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This from an old blog post of mine about these odd creatures that watch us…
When I slow down, I notice that there are many things that are often overlooked. There are many things that seem insignificant. Some think it odd that I find such joy in simple ordinary things. Such as the way the crows journey each dawn to their day, across the hills and beyond… I have stood on opposite hills from their flight, watching them gather from all points of the compass, to line up in their sky-path returning at dusk to roost in hidden trees in the hills for the night. I have a dream to document their journey in film one day. They are a peculiar bird that I find fascinating.