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bird watching

bird watching

bird watching by Anna Fonté The word observation can mean both attention and devotion, as if watching is both a scientific and a spiritual practice, as if there were a fascial connection between eye, heart, and beyond. I see some

bird watching

bird watching

bird watching by Anna Fonté The word observation can mean both attention and devotion, as if watching is both a scientific and a spiritual practice, as if there were a fascial connection between eye, heart, and beyond. I see some

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eating crow (making friends with crows #22)

You should see what I do with chicken. Some might say it’s almost beautiful: buy whole, brine, roast, eat, reconfigure & serve again, put the bones in the compost and take the rest outside for the crows to pick at. Rest assured,

eat shit

eating crow (making friends with crows #22)

You should see what I do with chicken. Some might say it’s almost beautiful: buy whole, brine, roast, eat, reconfigure & serve again, put the bones in the compost and take the rest outside for the crows to pick at. Rest assured,

turkey

urban fauna

Please forgive this digression from my normal tone and content, but I just saw a bizarre thing on my way home from dropping the kids off at school: a showdown between a black dog and a flock of wild turkeys.

turkey

urban fauna

Please forgive this digression from my normal tone and content, but I just saw a bizarre thing on my way home from dropping the kids off at school: a showdown between a black dog and a flock of wild turkeys.

(image courtesy dpmshap)

#21 waiting for peanuts

There’s a crow sitting in front of my house. He’s always there. When I look out my window I see him on the telephone wire, hulked and ruffled against the cold, still as rock. There is something so heavy and

(image courtesy dpmshap)

#21 waiting for peanuts

There’s a crow sitting in front of my house. He’s always there. When I look out my window I see him on the telephone wire, hulked and ruffled against the cold, still as rock. There is something so heavy and

(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 Chuck Groenink)

The IQ Test (making friends with crows #13)

This is the 13th installment of my friendship with crows.  Click here to start from the beginning.  Watching an excellent PBS documentary about crows, A Murder of Crows, I was intrigued by Anna Braun’s study to test crows’ reasoning abilities. She

(image courtesy Chuck Groenink)

The IQ Test (making friends with crows #13)

This is the 13th installment of my friendship with crows.  Click here to start from the beginning.  Watching an excellent PBS documentary about crows, A Murder of Crows, I was intrigued by Anna Braun’s study to test crows’ reasoning abilities. She

(image courtesy David Ladmore)

Ten Things About Crows

It’s been a year since I began trying to make friends with the crows in my neighborhood and I think I’ve finally done it.  So, for this 10th installment of my foray into the world of crows, I’ve written an

(image courtesy David Ladmore)

Ten Things About Crows

It’s been a year since I began trying to make friends with the crows in my neighborhood and I think I’ve finally done it.  So, for this 10th installment of my foray into the world of crows, I’ve written an

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feeders (my 5th account of making friends with crows)

As I prepare a plate of food to feed to the crows (some nice leftover chicken, berries, and a few chunks of cheese my daughter left in her lunchbox yesterday), it occurs to me that some people are just feeders. 

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feeders (my 5th account of making friends with crows)

As I prepare a plate of food to feed to the crows (some nice leftover chicken, berries, and a few chunks of cheese my daughter left in her lunchbox yesterday), it occurs to me that some people are just feeders. 

(photo courtesy Rob Hernandez)

making friends, with crows (fourth installment)

(photo courtesy Rob Hernandez) I heard through the grapevine:  apparently, I have competition for the crows’ affection.  A neighborhood woman wearing a sweatshirt with the hood pulled up over her head was spotted throwing food out into the street the

(photo courtesy Rob Hernandez)

making friends, with crows (fourth installment)

(photo courtesy Rob Hernandez) I heard through the grapevine:  apparently, I have competition for the crows’ affection.  A neighborhood woman wearing a sweatshirt with the hood pulled up over her head was spotted throwing food out into the street the

cloaked crow

still trying to make friends with crows (third installment)

(photo courtesy John Kay) Turns out, it’s not that easy to make friends with a crow.  Crows are reclusive, skittish, and not easily wooed (adjectives which my friends will tell you also apply to me). If I was a birdwatcher

cloaked crow

still trying to make friends with crows (third installment)

(photo courtesy John Kay) Turns out, it’s not that easy to make friends with a crow.  Crows are reclusive, skittish, and not easily wooed (adjectives which my friends will tell you also apply to me). If I was a birdwatcher

crows black and blue

strange bird sign (second installment)

(photo by joecrowaz on flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/joecrowaz/) An auspice (Latin: auspicium from auspex) is literally “one who looks at birds, a diviner who reads omens from the observed flight of birds.”  In ancient Rome, auspices would collect bird signs for augers

crows black and blue

strange bird sign (second installment)

(photo by joecrowaz on flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/joecrowaz/) An auspice (Latin: auspicium from auspex) is literally “one who looks at birds, a diviner who reads omens from the observed flight of birds.”  In ancient Rome, auspices would collect bird signs for augers

crow

making friends with crows

(photo by cheddar on flickr) My guess is eggs, but my four-year-old Gwyneth thinks they probably like meat and Kenyon, my ten-year-old, says cheese. But if you ask me, eggs, preferably hardboiled, might be the tidiest, surest, and cheapest way

crow

making friends with crows

(photo by cheddar on flickr) My guess is eggs, but my four-year-old Gwyneth thinks they probably like meat and Kenyon, my ten-year-old, says cheese. But if you ask me, eggs, preferably hardboiled, might be the tidiest, surest, and cheapest way