A MURDER OF CROWS

I was on the telephone with other bloggers when a lot of crows flew into the front yard and sat for a while. They came and went three times in about half an hour. The last time, everyone left, even the stragglers. As far as I know, crows form murders if they are protecting or … Continue reading A MURDER OF CROWS

THE MURDEROUS CROWS

How ironic that the last time I wrote about crows, it was the first time I'd seen a murder -- and it was exactly one year ago today. Except today, I really got some pictures before they all flew away. Garry came running out of the bathroom. "Go look at the feeders!!" Two crows I … Continue reading THE MURDEROUS CROWS

THE MURDER OF CROWS

That morning, Garry ran into the kitchen from the bathroom and said "Something's going on out there with crows!" Crows? We've lived here for twenty years and I've never seen a crow, not even a fish crow and certainly not a raven, though it would seem from the bird books and from Cornell that we … Continue reading THE MURDER OF CROWS

THOSE MUDEROUS CROWS

Garry came running out of the bathroom. "Go look at the feeders!!" I went and there were hundreds of crows all over my deck, the rails, the trees. Literally hundreds. You could barely see the deck for all the crows on it. I had never even seen a crow in our woods or anywhere near … Continue reading THOSE MUDEROUS CROWS