Love this post. My birder friend feeds organic peanuts (in the shell) to the crows that come to the deck outside her office. They know her, and she knows them. When she drives over to the Giant supermarket about 1/2 mile from her office, they hang around her car til she comes out.my grandsons are in a junior bird club. Henny especially is tuned in to them. His favorite bird now is the Great Blue Heron. Although we have lots of crows down here at the beach. Mostly fish crows that we call the Unh-Unh Birds because that’s what the call sounds like. We play out little conversations with them as stubborn kids: “Hey, you better come over here right now!” Fish crow: “Unh-unh.”
You have sent me on a happy journey this morning! When the Hallmarks were last stationed in Fayetteville, Sara Mae decided that she wanted a crow. And get one she did, from someone who rescued a baby from a nest in a felled tree. She named him Hathaway. He befriended their dachshund Toby, and would call out "Toby. . . HELP!" whenever he was in trouble. He also barked like a dog and famously stole a set of car keys that Alex was throwing into the air. Jordan wrote a wonderful song about him, and I have a few special photographs that make me feel like I knew him even though it was only through family stories. He was eventually allowed to go start his own life, though he came back to visit them often. The last gift Alex gave me was a sculpture of a crow. . . one of my dearest treasures! So tell John to be sure to start up a conversation...you never know when Corva may start talking back!!
Love this post. My birder friend feeds organic peanuts (in the shell) to the crows that come to the deck outside her office. They know her, and she knows them. When she drives over to the Giant supermarket about 1/2 mile from her office, they hang around her car til she comes out.my grandsons are in a junior bird club. Henny especially is tuned in to them. His favorite bird now is the Great Blue Heron. Although we have lots of crows down here at the beach. Mostly fish crows that we call the Unh-Unh Birds because that’s what the call sounds like. We play out little conversations with them as stubborn kids: “Hey, you better come over here right now!” Fish crow: “Unh-unh.”
Lovely thoughts!
You have sent me on a happy journey this morning! When the Hallmarks were last stationed in Fayetteville, Sara Mae decided that she wanted a crow. And get one she did, from someone who rescued a baby from a nest in a felled tree. She named him Hathaway. He befriended their dachshund Toby, and would call out "Toby. . . HELP!" whenever he was in trouble. He also barked like a dog and famously stole a set of car keys that Alex was throwing into the air. Jordan wrote a wonderful song about him, and I have a few special photographs that make me feel like I knew him even though it was only through family stories. He was eventually allowed to go start his own life, though he came back to visit them often. The last gift Alex gave me was a sculpture of a crow. . . one of my dearest treasures! So tell John to be sure to start up a conversation...you never know when Corva may start talking back!!
Thank you Jeanne, love this post! Now I need to run outside and bring in the boat keys, just in case our crows take a liking to them.
Thank you Jeanne and everyone who commented, So uplifting and inspiring!