Posts Tagged: birdwatching

crow below

birdbrain

On the sofa with my laptop, I’m trying to go through all the proper motions of this writing thing when Plum, our cat, jumps up beside me. “Go away,” I grump. “I’m busy.” She rubs her cheek against the edge

crow below

birdbrain

On the sofa with my laptop, I’m trying to go through all the proper motions of this writing thing when Plum, our cat, jumps up beside me. “Go away,” I grump. “I’m busy.” She rubs her cheek against the edge

(image courtesy Aaron Kovalcsik)

how to make friends with a crow (#16)

what you’ll need: food. peanuts. boiled eggs. kitchen scraps. kibble. keep it in your pocket or in the passenger seat. never leave home without an offering. place it in a safe place where the crow can see

(image courtesy Aaron Kovalcsik)

how to make friends with a crow (#16)

what you’ll need: food. peanuts. boiled eggs. kitchen scraps. kibble. keep it in your pocket or in the passenger seat. never leave home without an offering. place it in a safe place where the crow can see

(image courtesy David K. Werk)

sounds like love (14th log of my friendship with crows)

The other day I heard a crow make a very strange noise, nothing like the usual long caw or the chuck-chuck sound or even the k-k-k-k rattle I’ve heard them utter. This sound was soft and throaty, melodious, almost a

(image courtesy David K. Werk)

sounds like love (14th log of my friendship with crows)

The other day I heard a crow make a very strange noise, nothing like the usual long caw or the chuck-chuck sound or even the k-k-k-k rattle I’ve heard them utter. This sound was soft and throaty, melodious, almost a

(image courtesy Jayne, nature 55)

Tossing Nuts Out the Window (Making Friends With Crows #11)

While driving my 11-year-old to her before-school chorus class, I spy a solitary crow atop a telephone pole. I keep a bag of roasted, unsalted peanuts in the car so that if we see any crows while we’re out, I

(image courtesy Jayne, nature 55)

Tossing Nuts Out the Window (Making Friends With Crows #11)

While driving my 11-year-old to her before-school chorus class, I spy a solitary crow atop a telephone pole. I keep a bag of roasted, unsalted peanuts in the car so that if we see any crows while we’re out, I