Every morning…I mean every single morning, I go outside first thing and “caw” for my Crows to come to breakfast. I feed them bits and pieces of our meals from the day before.
I’ve been doing this for 30 years.
My neighbors think I am certifiable.
I have no idea how many families or generations the one or two crows who immediately show up represent, but I CAW, and they come.
Up there on top of the telephone pole, just like clockwork.
Then I say, “Good Morning. Here’s your breakfast.” I toss the food on the grass and before I am all the way turned around, they are on it.
They don’t like me to watch them eat.
But the pole has been crowded lately…
Hope they don’t leave for another restaurant with all these newcomers!
8 thoughts on “My Crows”
Loving the pileated woodpecker who is coming to your restaurant!
Ahhh, there you are. Have missed you! And Thanks. They are a spectacular bird!!! Very pretty and very vocal!
Neighbors thinking you’re certifiable is prerequisite to fully authentic personhood — congratulations!
I LOVE it!
I’ll be sure to let them know! (The Crows, not the neighbors!)
Where I live now the crows come say hello to me. It’s been noticed by the neighbors. 🤣
OOH. You got a pileated woodpecker!!
It’s kind of hard to see but the shot of the two young ones on the pole captures the end of a 15 minute game of chase!. They tormented each other, probably siblings, by running circles around the pole and a nearby tree…teasing, peeking, squeaking, squawking, hiding. It was a fantastic show with my morning coffee!! I didn’t dare move much to get better photos. Didn’t want to startle them into flight.
They were less than ten feet away! Oblivious to me!!
Your a bird nerd too. Your neighbours are jealous! Cheers,H